Edition2

by WAYNE POLLARD They fly to our trees. From somewhere unknown At 4-30pm they visit Rest in our trees. Pork mince awaits Their meal of choice Eat and leave. Tomorrow will come. Demented Echidna Poets Collective 24th April 2024.

by WAYNE POLLARD Eucalypt Orchestra A wind gently drifts across the park. A gum leaf gathers with others to hum a melody. Leaves still holding branches become wind chimes. To play a tune accompanying the leaves scattered in the grass.…