Waiting for the world in colour, Day 5

36.6mm

Late afternoon the rain finally stops. The sky has collapsed,
the high dome now gathers over the waves billowing grey and gloom
I have misunderstood, but walking to the Lookout, a burst
of colour, scooting around a melaleuca flowering small, white
scented brushes, painted top and bottom, a Mistletoe bird
too fast to catch on camera, but pulsing excitement at colour.

The river charred, pouring turbid darkness into the ocean,
relaying wood, plastics, oyster drums towards the gyre.

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The white pebbles in our small formal Asian garden
drowning, reflections of maples and black bamboo
shivering, colours skint from the planet’s leaking roof.

I recce the garden, marvel at the growth of the Paspalum
and Parramatta Grass, my boots are grabbed by the clay
in the dank passage of the Seven Sages. A wet Kangaroo
relishes the new growth, a luscious feast.

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At last – colour, a sunset – the glow of embers.

NSW floods: BOM warns dangerous conditions to continue, flooding forecast for inland areas. www.abc.net.au/news