Spring Poems

Driving Past Roadkill

young echidna near the crossing

frantic wallaby after the roundabout

lumbering wombat on the bridge

nocturnal possum on the straight

Squished

Squashed

Smashed

Bashed

 

monday morning sadness

 

 

 

 

 

 

At Bewong

 

They say the burgers are good at Bewong

The coffee steams in frosty morning light

As calves ruminate over passing traffic

What is the hurry?

Travellers and workers

Stop and fuel both tank and stomach

at the truck stop

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