what might have been (at Tambo)

A previous Tambo post with a couple of pics is here.


round the hairpin

follow a creek
of stones
and rocks
and wood

ripples
little rapids
break
across
the ribs and bones
picked clean
by floods
and dry’s

the trees behind
deflect the morning sunlight

they are bumps
of thickened knot
more mistletoe
than host gumtree

and all the while
the water sings
a fish
kisses
lips into the air

and the anise
of blooming wattle
is the perfumed smell
of what this
might have been


© Frank Prem, 2017

December 2017 Poem #30 mama roo

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