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Poets

Lunch Time

A peaceful walk along a leafy trail, The sun is bright, while over us a pale Blue sky bears witness to a family meal, A magpie parent and chick, the real deal In front of us there, our own private show, We stand there transfixed, not daring to go.

The chirping babe was heard before it was seen, But mum and bub both calmly landed on the green Grass where much amassed food was supplied, The chick soon full; mum understandably tired. As beak to beak this midday meal was shared Not two metres from us, feeling neither threatened or scared.

To be there in their presence was such an unexpected treat, Who would have thought that on that very path we’d meet A local family going about their daily routine, What a privilege this sight that we had seen, Intruders to this regular daily repast, Alas, as we always knew, it would not last.

The meal is done, they fly back into their tree, The bub fully sated, at least until tea

When the ritual repeats, what a great sight it will be For some lucky passer-by, as it was today, for me.

© Bill Jackson

Trivia Time

1. How many bones are there in a normal human ring finger?

2. Of which African country is Nairobi the capital?

3. Contusion is closest in meaning to: argument, bruise, melee

4. “Chewie” is Australian slang for what?

5. Who did William Shakespeare marry in 1582?

6. In the Australian union known as the AWU, what does the “W” stand for?

7. The toucan is native to what continent?

8. Which word is both a playing card and a garden tool?

9. Who was the father of Robert Irwin?

10. According to a popular saying, what are the windows to the soul?

Trivia answers:

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Tree Of Life

Arms stretched out majestically Flowing to and fro

The Tree of Life envelops us And meanders way below

A life of beauty also shows It's wisdom through the ages Just like a book it draws us in

Turning over many pages

I wonder in its wisdom

How much of us it knows

As it's likened to a flower

And nurtured as it grows

In between the seasons

It may become deciduous and change

As vibrant sprays of colour

Are forthcoming in its range

The Tree of Life has knowledge

As it is so very old

And if we dare to climb it

Many tales will hence unfold

It is a Tree of Wisdom

With such touching grace and flair And its soul will live forever Inside those of us who care

© Jan Hopkins

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