A Daily Dribble

Or a Weekly Wee Or a Monthly monster? Not at all what you think, of course, but how would I know what you think? My psychic abilities were abandoned to the blue garden fairy when she got lost. Like most of those folk, she didn't think I wanted it back ... What am I talking …

Poems

  Spirit Moments The sheoak whispers and wails A wattlebird warbles and whistles The laughing bird claims the tree – my tree, my tree, mine A possum tail flicks high in the red gum Silver-green leaves dance in the morning light Shivers of bark peel and curl and swirl down the trunk The ancient tree …

Spirit Moments

Originally part of Trail of Tales, Adelaide Fringe Festival CS Dunn ©2015 The sheoak whispers and sings A wattlebird warbles and whistles The laughing bird claims the tree – my tree, my tree, mine A possum tail hides high in the river red gum Silver-green leaves revel in the dancing light Shivers of bark peel …