Rolling breakers
sea of leaden clouds.
The shadow of a tree
highlighted toward horizon,
rustling of beak on fruit.
From far distant the raucous
squeal of cockatoos.
barely a breeze.
Wings beating past in still air.
Then darkness, quietude.
Tiniest shadow
of branches moving.
Frogs guttural croak.
And in nightfall captured
a veil of silence.
Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 6:51 AM UTC
Rolling breakers
sea of leaden clouds.
The shadow of a tree
highlighted toward horizon,
rustling of beak on fruit.
From far distant the raucous
squeal of cockatoos.
barely a breeze.
Wings beating past in still air.
Then darkness, quietude.
Tiniest shadow
of branches moving.
Frogs guttural croak.
And in nightfall captured
a veil of silence.
