Purple clouds

[Maureen K Clifford]

For the first time since I can't remember when there is a storm bird calling his distinctive cry in my garden. Will he call in the rain? Who knows - but legend says that if he is there along with the Kookaburra and the Kookaburra doesn't laugh then rain is coming and if perchance you see screeching cockatoos flying overhead then that is the number of days it will rain for. No cockies as yet but I am taking a coffee and sitting on the back steps with the girls keeping a sharp eye out.




PURPLE CLOUDS


There’s a pool of perfumed purple posies prettying up the park
and beneath the trees a carpet coloured blue,
and a drift of faded blossoms dropped along the streets in town
in varied shades of purple violet hue .
There's a puff of purple billowing above up near the clouds
and its interspersed with brightest green and gold -
a montage of colours garish that assails the eyes and ears
with the sound of roosting lorikeets so bold.

It’s the brightest time of year I find when Jacaranda’s bloom
along with wattle, putting on a visual feast.
They mark the end of winter drab and herald summer in.
They brighten up my daytime hours at least.
And high above my garden in a swaying song of spring
with lacy leaves of lime green, fresh and new
replacing old and yellowed ones that now lie as thick mulch
is my aged Jacaranda – my True Blue.

And now I hear a Storm Bird call – he’s been gone far too long
and rain is short round here – its dry as chips.
The air is thick with smoke from bush-fires burning round our town
the acrid stench is on my clothes and lips.
Perhaps the storm bird really is the harbinger of rain,
well fingers crossed - we’ll give him a fair shake
and let him do his stuff backed by the Kookaburra who
sits on my fence and no chuckle does make.

Maureen Clifford © 10/12

[Mariont3155]

Maureen, another puppy just died.....
Lovely poem tho
Marion

[r.magnay]

Struth I hope it is not ours! He is on the table having a little operation about now!

[Maureen K Clifford]

Oh Ross I am so sorry to hear your little one is at the vets having surgery - do hope all goes well for him. Fingers crossed it is nothing serious...a nip and tuck perhaps

Marion we don't allow sick and dying puppies at my place we love them back to health

Cheers

Maureen

[Mariont3155]

Oh Ross I am so sorry to hear your little one is at the vets having surgery - do hope all goes well for him. Fingers crossed it is nothing serious...a nip and tuck perhaps

Marion we don't allow sick and dying puppies at my place we love them back to health

Cheers

Maureen

Hi Maureen, I was quoting Manfred...
"Every time you use an apostrophe to make a word plural, a puppy dies ...."

[r.magnay]

Well if it was me I would class it as serious!...It's ok ladies, I knew what Marion was on about, but as things go, Sheryl had to get a new pup, one of her, our little dogs died while she was in Adelaide so she got a new one before she came home...it just so happens that today he is having his little operation... ...anyway, it happened to coincide with Marions comment on Maureens poem....I'm confused again...

[Stephen Whiteside]

How can you make a word plural with an apostrophe?

[Mal McLean]

Maureen, I have a rotten Koel living in a nearby tree. If i had a gun I would shoot the rotter at 2Am...and at 3Am .....4......5....

What's a Koel some may ask.

A storm bird. A cuckoo. A repetitive rising call that goes on and on and on..........all bloody day.

I am writing a poem called "Kill the Koel!"

Sigh for a silent night.

[Mariont3155]

How can you make a word plural with an apostrophe?

Exactly

[Maureen K Clifford]

Oh well Marion if I had realized it was a mannieism I would have known something was going on that was incomprehensible

I never knew that storm birds were called a Koel although I have heard them referred to as inland Cuckoos - he /she was still here today calling and I confess I love their call but no sign of real rain although BOM site shows scattered pale blue over Ipswich as we speak so perhaps a few showers to wash the dust off the trees might eventuate, but maybe not as there have been been Cockies or Kookas sighted..

You have to see my pool of perfumed purple posies prettying up the park to appreciate just how lovely they are Marty but if you are busy drinking 10 schooners you may never know I'm a coffee addict myself - explains my
2am go to beds and 6am starts