For Your Consideration…
Too Many Churches (Armidale)
So I try to catch a day in words.
A Birthday, a soccer match, A wedding.
With steeples stamped against the sky,
and clouds impressed upon clouds.
A group of greys of different shades
shelter trees on the promenade.
A young collie with a piece of rope
for a leash sleeps on my lap.
Claps for the goal just scored…
And the trees, oh how they burn!
(this time of year their colours turn).
And this time of year they lose their leaves,
owing to the silent thieves.
The planet tears them limb from from limb.
A steady wind that just set in.