#2141 - strew

 

2141

6.313

10.xi.25

strew

Gore Cove Track Series 

 

a bounce along

in the bright

in the breeze

on the banks of the creek

and in the dry bed

 

juggle of footsteps then close behind

some feather tumble and a calling

 

bark flakes

pollen falls

 

a budwise traipse

 

tide’s in today

tussle of shadow and leaf

sky down

cloud thereof still travelling

 

let’s dare

where the stillness fills

 

with without hat

 

so many voices

least lung, least beak

 

days sheltered

and a gurgle yet

that’s creek run under

 

here and there a handhold

footsure

 

wear the track down where we go

that’s just how it is