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)


Saturday, September 1, 2012

New Journey

Geothermal pools
Boiling mud
Volcanic mountains

Soaring geysers

Waves of aurora lights in the night sky

And ice
Lots and
Lots of

Old voices serenade 
The old spirits
From medieval worlds
The families
The conflicts
The loves
Sagas of treasured yesterdays

But I have no place in these worlds

High winds
Everlasting rains
Keep me locked in
More southerly warms

Yet I long for 
New vistas
New horizons

I hear some of my friends
Have travelled to some rocky hillside
Gift of an old glacier

They're on trial

They have survived
And their numbers grow

But still
They're on trial

They may be welcome in a city park
But soon may mean years

Some visionaries say that
In coming decades
Iceland may be milder

My child flowers may be there

I smile when I think of
White petals
Unfolding in
A white world

I live in hope
Always hope for
The strength
And beauty of

A future

Iceland  rose

NOTE: The Rose Club of Iceland was founded in April 2002.
Details of its activities are HERE!

The arctic tundra comprises the majority of the tundra landscape in the world, with 2 million square miles in North America and 1.3 million square miles in Eurasia. The North American tundra begins with coastal Greenland, goes west through northern Canada and extends all the way through northern Alaska. Tundra in Eurasia covers Siberia, parts of Russia, northern Scandinavia and Iceland. A second type of tundra, called alpine tundra, exists on high-altitude mountaintops throughout the world. Mt. Rainier National Park in Washington is one example of alpine tundra.
Read more: What Is the Landscape of the Tundra?

Linking to:
Real Toads - Transforming Fridays Take Two - Tundra


Daydreamer said...

I cannot think of a better flower to pick than a rose :)
Nothing stays the same, ever, does it? I suppose even nature does what nature does for its own survival too. And maybe before the last ice age, these frozen lands were nowhere near as cold and other life flourished and, it may happen again before too much longer too.
This was a really lovely read.

Hannah said...

Wow...what a unique perspective, Gemma...very well written and I'm grateful for the link to see some of the roses that their growing.

I really liked the phrase, "Gift of an old glacier" beautiful writing!

Thank you for writing to this challenge, Gemma!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh my goodness, such beautiful writing. I can feel the struggle - and the hope - of a future Arctic!!!!! Fantastic! I too love the "gift of an old glacier". Wonderful response to the prompt, kiddo! Love. It.

Susan said...

"Yet I long for
New vistas
New horizons

I hear some of my friends
Have travelled to some rocky hillside
Gift of an old glacier

They're on trial"

From an Icelandic Rose --- a powerful perspective. I truly enjoyed!



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