On the drive to the Tea Tree Gully library, Graham and I were interested to see so much dust. It’s quite windy out there today, and there hasn’t been rain for too many days. We were driving past untilled paddocks, that seemed to be losing their top soil to the wind. Very dusty.
So I was thinking about that when I finally sat down at the library to write my poem for the day. Anzac Day rain is often when farmers traditionally sow their crops. There hasn’t been terribly much rain around our district, apart from one recent reasonable day of rain. The farmers need more rain. It’s been forecast, but that’s no guarantee…
This is the poem I wrote, based on all of that.
Season break
Northerly wind picks up
and disperses top soil,
farmers wait and hope
consider and act
as they always have.
More rain forecast
but clouds in the sky
are not the ones.
Farmer, machinery and seed
are getting ready.
Sunshine and rain
will combine and nature
will once again perform
its magic trick and carpet
the ground with green.
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Thank you Rachael. I liked this poem too – I’ll have to edit it to change all of the upper case letters to lower case ones next, now that I’ve looked at the poem properly.
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Me likey lots.
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Thank you Colleen. I’m quite keen on it too, so much so that I’ve put it in the April issue of the Crossroad Chronicle, which will be out soon. I hope. I’ve got one more page to do, and then send it off to be printed.
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