When The Frangipani Blooms

[Bob Pacey]

When The Frangipani Blooms

The breeze is blowing softly with the coming of the dawn
as the suns rays filter through the morning gloom.
The butcher birds are singing from atop the swaying gums
and the
Frangipani’s finally in bloom.

The sweet smell of eucalyptus finds me on the gentle breeze
bringing with it memories of years gone by.
I watch the ibis streaming in a line across the flats
silhouetted dark against the morning sky.

This is the sweetest time of year in this place I call my home
Winters gone and Summers slowly is building steam.
The time of year when flowers bloom and fill the air with scents
that can take you anywhere you care to dream.

The sun peeks o’er the ocean and the surf just comes alive
with reflections sparkling on the building tide.
The golden sands caress me as they squeak beneath my feet
the heart strings pull as to this place I’m tied.

Gentle tranquil mornings herald humid sunlit days
nature now is turning on its finest show.
You can hear the wood ducks whistle as they head on out to feed
Black cockatoos feed in the branches low

They say we have two seasons either wet or hot and dry
but we know there’s so much more to it then gloom.
As natures wonderland unfolds and Summer shows it wares
and the
Frangipani’s finally in bloom.

Bob Pacey (c)

[Neville Briggs]

Good on ya Bob




although you didn't mention that the frangipani flowers don't last long in those tropical cyclones

[Bob Pacey]

Funnily enough Nev you poor bugger seem to be coping it more and us less in recent times.


except for Marcia of course.


Bob

Oh my Christmas lily bloomed yesterday .

[Cropduster]

Very nice, Bob.

I love the scent of Frangipanis

[Maureen K Clifford]

change barmy to balmy and you'll be on track Bob unless you are going troppo in which case barmy will fit the bill

[Catherine Lee]

Really lovely Bob - read this three times over. Good imagery, and brings to mind the scent of the frangipani so well, one of my favourite flowers.

[Shelley Hansen]

Can smell the frangipani, Bob ... and feel the sqeak of the sand beneath my feet! A really well-painted picture!

I don't know Maureen, I'm having fun imagining one of Bob's "barmy" mornings!!

Cheers, Shelley

[Bob Pacey]

Sometimes you just have to see the bigger picture and let the little things slide by Mausie.


They only cause you stress.


Thank you Catherine yes one of my favourite flowers as well.


Bob

[Maureen K Clifford]

No way can I do that when a simple correction raises a piece from the mundane to something special. Never been one for displaying less than the best possible in the shop front window

[mummsie]

Good one Bob- love the title.

Sue