ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

It can be the warmth you wish for;
It can lighten up the night;
It can flicker ‘round the earth’s core;
It can breathe the fire-light.
It can spark an engine into life;
And breed the lava’s heat;
It can temper out the sharpest knife;
And sizzle ‘low your feet.
It can turn the water into steam;
And be a Norse farewell;
It can raise a phoenix from a dream;
And help a jet propel.
It can be a flare from out the sun;
Or ride a dragon’s speech;
It can drive a bullet from a gun;
And rid a sucking leech.
It can be a sparkled spectacle;
It’s power for a weld;
It can burn coal ‘till electrical;
It’s when a star’s expelled.
It can be a comet’s trailing tail;
An oven’s searing heart;
It can set a smoking sign to sail;
Rend adhesion apart.
It’s Olympic on its thoroughfare;
Has no tangible girth;
It’s in the bush-land cinders where
The ground begins rebirth.
8/09/2011

© Copyright 2011 Adam Parker

For those who've read "THE GIFT" you may be starting to see a theme.

Hi Adam - love it - hot, hot hot IMO well done Mate

Cheers

Maureen

Thanks Maureen