whoosh of wings   flash of red and blue

twisting vines    hairy tree-ferns   purple fungi

rotting logs   a renaissance of moss

eucalyptus   turpentine  and sassafras

fragrance of wild mint  herbs and violets

water gurgling over rocks

willy-wagtails dancing

in the golden light

shiny leaves a-tremble in the treetops

and in a sudden hush

one fluffy cloud is weeping

glitter of rain drops

translucent orbs of wonder

magnified by light

drifting slowly  one by one

rainbows in flight

About wraxdec

I've reached the age of flamboyance and bling.I love Classical FM, Jazz, French chansons, French movies, SBS Documentaries and Wednesdays with my Women Writers Critique Group at the NSW Writers Centre.I've published short stories and the occasional article. My novel/'faction on nursing in the 20th Century,' BLACK STOCKINGS WHITE VEIL - A TALE OF ADVERSITY, TRIUMPH AND ROMANCE AT ROYAL PRINCE ALFRED HOSPITAL'- was a Finalist in the 2009 Indie Book Awards. I've critiqued a second fictional family memoir, 'SONGS FROM HEAVEN', and am working through a third, 'GOING HOME'.
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