Bagua poem (8*8 )
Rain in the night, rain in the morning
Thirsty parched soil sips it slowly and delicately
Puddles here and there by the forest roadside
Sun breaking, the sky hues of a Turner
No wind to distract from settling birds twitter
Grass feeding kangaroos and cattle peacefully sharing paddocks
We are the only ones breaking the peace,
Taking our walking exercise in time of lockdown .
Lucette C. Bailliet
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