Birds don’t hope they continue in their search for food they return wherever they see it and feed as their stomachs demand. Birds continue to be and to sing and they look at people quizically not even wondering at their tears but happy to sing and represent the hope the poet constructs. (c) June PerkinsContinue reading “Birds continues”
Once you were
Before the cyclone you often greeted me at sunrise and sunset with branches outstretched to embrace my camera you went about your business I came to know you well You were a giving tree After the cyclone your branches were stripped until you were a skeleton of what you once were nearby your sister treeContinue reading “Once you were”
Protected: Importance of the rest day – in long clean ups
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Protected: Ute, towel and washing, Angels & the dark side of cyclones
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Peep’s Story
Yasi took some things from us that we will never have back again. It took away our beloved Peep. Peep was a mynah bird, considered a pest up here, and as a chick it fell out of a tree. It should have been erradicated, but ‘we took it out of the gene pool’ and itContinue reading “Peep’s Story”
