AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Friday, July 16, 2010

A White Breath Tale

Magpie Tales ~ Mag 23

My golden glow is stained with age
But my signs weather on...
Signs attesting to
A master plan
The eternal beauty of
My purpose for being...

I cocoon
I am
The White Breath
The House of Fire

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Brigid said...

Lovely imagery, I love the 'white breath' phrase.

Suz said...

how do you spell scrumptous!?!

ninotaziz said...

Dear Gemma,

I cocoon - what a lovely term, a fire extinguisher lying in wait?

Loved it!

signed...bkm said...

Very nice..the last stanza pulls it all together so nicely...bkm

kathew said...

I love the line "Iam the White Breath" woosh! love it!

brenda w said...

Gorgeous, lush, and very clever! Transformative Magpie! (pun intended)

JeffScape said...

Nice little hint of Poe in that second stanza...

willow said...

Love the cocoon metaphor!

Catalyst said...

Now THAT'S poetry!

Anonymous said...

superb last stanza, I'll never think the same way about fire extinguishers again! Beautiful!

RA said...

A poem in every line! :)

Tumblewords: said...

I love The White Breath Against The House of Fire - it sounds medieval and mystical and surely as real as can be! Beautiful.

Brian Miller said...

oh that whole last verse is brilliant with imagery...nicely done.

Sue J said...

Love it.

~T~ said...

Lovely, and comforting!

Anonymous said...

beautiful and warm..nicely done!

Jingle said...

lovely done,
enjoy the compactness and perfection in word choice.



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