Rikki Keller

Rookie (May 8 1946 / Rotterdam)

Bushland Ode... - Poem by Rikki Keller

mystic music of the bushland
laced through vales and crippled trees…
wildbreath brushing brittle branches
whispering of birds and bees…

eagles gliding ‘cross the welkin
snakes a’sliding ‘neath the weed
humming moans of little creatures
drumming tones of brumby feet…

colours of a precious painting
shimmering in shivering light
shadows ‘round the rocky hillsides
where the ageless souls abide…

history’s a veil of amber
o’er this vastness of the past…
bless Australia’s lively outback
may its wealth forever last…

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 8, 2011

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