THEN AND NOW — TEN YEARS APART
No Goodbyes?
You decide
The Country life — decade ago,
Peaceful serenity.
Crows, cockies, king parrots plenty,
And Sweet Spangled Drongo
Plumage glossy deep emerald green,
A mimic of all heard.
Hovers for hand-held gifts proffered,
Flutters sunlight on feathers’ sheen.
Lovely migrating visitor,
Several months daily come,
Fly in, fly out on summer sun,
Comical joy outdoors.
And then we left, both you and I,
To seek horizons new,
What would become, we neither knew,
We never said goodbye.
Years plodded on. A decade? More?
City suburb garden,
Little drongo swooped in sudden —
To say not said before?
“Drongo” — Australian slang for “idiot”
To learn more about this gorgeous creature go to:
Spangled drongo — Wikipedia
Suntonu Bhadra asked us to write about ten years from then until now:
More of my bush poetry:
