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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