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By Robru
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16 March 2008 |
Here in the inland of Australia its usually dry and dusty, but we can dream, can't we?
I wake to gentle patter on the roof, is that rain?
Yes - a lovely soothing sound; I go to sleep again.
And in my dreams I see green grass more than one foot high,
With healthy stock playing games as they pass me by,
The fresh water in the river flows by pure and clear,
Not the lousy muddy stuff we mostly get round here.
Birds are flying in the air, perched in many trees,
Attracted by the mass of flowers, along with busy bees,
The air is clear, the sky is blue, perfect, so it seems;
When I wake will things have changed, from what I saw in dreams?|
Written by Josie (2732 comments posted) 16th March 2008 | | I've read your poem a couple of times, and it is hard to imagine where you live. Here we seem to have had your rain and ours as well and our gardens are so waterlogged that any further rain leads to flooding. But on a warm spring, summer or autumn day, it is exactly as you describe at the end of your poem. I come back from hot countries abroad and the first thing which sinks into my senses is the green of Yorkshire, mile after mile. How well you wrote your poem. Thanks |
Written by Phil (6645 comments posted) 16th March 2008 | Bloody rain. You can have mine.
You built a nice picture here.
Phil |
Written by Robru (204 comments posted) 16th March 2008 |
OK Josie, where I live. About 4 hours driving from the east coast of New South Wales, about 80 kilometres from a place called Coonabarrabran. Rainfall is patchy to say the least. Its the end of summer now and temperatures are in the high 30's every day. Nights are not bad. Rain fell on the 28th February, nothing since then. The country is low rolling hills with extensive flats bits in between. The farm where we live is light sandy stuff which dries out quickly and the cattle, about 200 of them now, powder the dust up everywhere. Green is a rare colour at present, even the trees are sort of dusty olive. This may sound pretty grim but it has a beauty of its own when you get used to it. There is also variety;- in the last twelve months we have had floods, bushfire, and drought, all within one hour or less of the farm. So far so good, we haven't had any losses and only minor flood damage. Yet I love it. I have cooked steaks on a shovel in the sun, and I have had to break the ice from the cattle's water tyroughs at 11 am so they can drink.
Never a dull moment. But, I can still dream.
To Phil, Yes please, I'll take your rain. Just a couple of containers full will do for a start, you can send more later.
I thank you both for reading my dreams. | At least ...
Written by patterjack (1159 comments posted) 16th March 2008 | ... Coonabarrabran once provided me with one glorious pre-duat-storm sunset .
patterjack |
Written by Robru (204 comments posted) 17th March 2008 | | Coonabarrabran is a nice place for a short visit but I, personally would not like to live there. Out in the ranges a bit would be OK though. The sunsets from the Warrumbungles would be absolutely stunning, miles and miles of flat plains stretching to the horizon. Must stay late next time I go there. |
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