Sweet subtle filling the air
Birds flock
Singing with delight
Finding odd threads
Twigs and lichen
To build a nest
It’s spring time
But not all is safe
Snakes maybe resting in the sun
Or on the move to find a mate
So take care
When enjoying outdoor space
#poem
Sweet subtle filling the air
Birds flock
Singing with delight
Finding odd threads
Twigs and lichen
To build a nest
It’s spring time
But not all is safe
Snakes maybe resting in the sun
Or on the move to find a mate
So take care
When enjoying outdoor space
#poem
Etching and swirling with the water
To appear as a marine creature
Stranded on the shoreline
But upon closer inspection
It could be seen
As a piece of driftwood
Branched and broken
From many months at sea
#poem
Etching and swirling with the water
To appear as a marine creature
Stranded on the shoreline
But upon closer inspection
It could be seen
As a piece of driftwood
Branched and broken
From many months at sea
#poem
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Income to housing ratio is now 14 times adv. wage. In 1984, it was 3.3. In 2000, 6.5. Unfortunately personal bias by politicians limits adjustments to negative gearing @davidpocock.bsky.social @jimchalmers.bsky.social
A glimmer
A ray of light
That edges through the darkness
Slowly swirling
To reflect shades of purple and red
A slow cooing
A subtle tweet
Break the silence
It is time for the earth to wake
To a new day
Dawn has set on the horizon
#poem
A glimmer
A ray of light
That edges through the darkness
Slowly swirling
To reflect shades of purple and red
A slow cooing
A subtle tweet
Break the silence
It is time for the earth to wake
To a new day
Dawn has set on the horizon
#poem
Entwined in patterns
Reflecting the angles
Glows yellow
A subtle warmth
That captures the mind
To dream to wander
To imagine a story
How a spider
Builds a home
To withstand the weather
Pouring torrential rains
Howling winds
And a warm summers day
#powm
Entwined in patterns
Reflecting the angles
Glows yellow
A subtle warmth
That captures the mind
To dream to wander
To imagine a story
How a spider
Builds a home
To withstand the weather
Pouring torrential rains
Howling winds
And a warm summers day
#powm
A man is in full swagger
Arms swaying
Hands fingers twirling
In sync with his feet
Each toe painted a bright fluro colour
Pop with the pavement
His hat with a mass of feathers
Adds to the colourful complexion
Maybe he’s an entertainer
Or maybe just an eccentric odd bod
#poem
A man is in full swagger
Arms swaying
Hands fingers twirling
In sync with his feet
Each toe painted a bright fluro colour
Pop with the pavement
His hat with a mass of feathers
Adds to the colourful complexion
Maybe he’s an entertainer
Or maybe just an eccentric odd bod
#poem
Hearing nothingness
The sole sound
The beating of your heart
Your steps quicken
Looking for light
Will it be around the next corner
For the clouds have hidden
Even a twinkle of a star
There amongst the trees
A porch lantern
Argh home
Not lost
#poem
Hearing nothingness
The sole sound
The beating of your heart
Your steps quicken
Looking for light
Will it be around the next corner
For the clouds have hidden
Even a twinkle of a star
There amongst the trees
A porch lantern
Argh home
Not lost
#poem
On the side of a hill
A track leads past trees
Tall that block out the sun
Providing a haven
For orchids & ferns
Dangling from thickened limbs
Across the ground
Fungi grow higgly piggly
Providing a contrast to leaves
A mystic fog floats in the breeze
A forest yes please
#poem
On the side of a hill
A track leads past trees
Tall that block out the sun
Providing a haven
For orchids & ferns
Dangling from thickened limbs
Across the ground
Fungi grow higgly piggly
Providing a contrast to leaves
A mystic fog floats in the breeze
A forest yes please
#poem
Can be many a thing
May be used to hold one upright
Guide one when walking
It could be a mobile
With intricate bells
That can blow in the wind
Or it may provide a border
An edge to a garden
A place for birds to sit
Not just a piece of wood
Useful
#poem
Can be many a thing
May be used to hold one upright
Guide one when walking
It could be a mobile
With intricate bells
That can blow in the wind
Or it may provide a border
An edge to a garden
A place for birds to sit
Not just a piece of wood
Useful
#poem
As dramatic as the sun
Reflects a kaleidoscope of colour
Blues and greens
Purples too
That seamlessly blend with the air
Swirls mixing
To create abstract imagery
That with a bit imagination
Can take one away
Into a mystical fairytale
In far away lands
#poem
As dramatic as the sun
Reflects a kaleidoscope of colour
Blues and greens
Purples too
That seamlessly blend with the air
Swirls mixing
To create abstract imagery
That with a bit imagination
Can take one away
Into a mystical fairytale
In far away lands
#poem
Water comes tumbling down
Splitter splatter
On the ground
It wets the leaves
Leaving tiny droplets
Catching the sun
Reflecting a kaleidoscope
Red greens yellows
Purples and blues
Colours of light
Dappled against the forest
A morning of watery delight
#poem
Water comes tumbling down
Splitter splatter
On the ground
It wets the leaves
Leaving tiny droplets
Catching the sun
Reflecting a kaleidoscope
Red greens yellows
Purples and blues
Colours of light
Dappled against the forest
A morning of watery delight
#poem