General Poetry posted August 9, 2015

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a scene from the Australian bush

Forest Morn

by mfowler

Forest Morn           by mfowler

The dawn abrades the dark by stealth, persistence
The bush, in ghostly glow of shrouding mist
declares resistance
The Gums stand tall, thin giants mid the scribble
of branch and frond defining shape in light
from morning's riddle
On bark the slippery frost tracks tears between
the cracks as warmth reshapes the bushland's rhythms
and routines
The night crew slip away to root and burrow
Their cover gone, it's time to hide; they'll come
again tomorrow
Among the ferns the Devil quits the night
Returns to cave and hungry imps declaring
weanling's rights
The sun removes the veil with slanted beams
Each tree and bush in place now lift to light
from foggy dreams
The parrots dip and flit among the limbs
Their brilliant flush like prisms' rainbow
on their flashing wings
The morning shadows shape the forest mood
In gloom, the pademelons rummage round
for forest food
In nearby valleys churlish echoes ring
The timber shouts to all the dangers man
will bring
Meanwhile the day is full and redolent with scent
of forest life, its ancient ways at play
as nature meant



pademelon: a small marsupial something like a wallaby. Lives in forest areas.
Devil: Tasmanian Devil, a predator of the Australian bush, mostly in Tasmania
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