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Haiku + one more: 5 days till Summer

 

Haiku + one more: 5 days till Summer

 

Morning:


 

Even the birdsong sounds cleaner

After the rain

 

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The tap water tastes cooler

& fresher

After the rain

 

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Is Tchaikovsky 6

The greatest of them all?

 

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Teenie scribbles of cloud

Against a dome of blue –

Morning (after rain)

 

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Restless dreams

Arguments

 

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Morning

Less foggy

With a hot chocolate

 

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Afternoon:

 

 

Editing my book

A plum & a whiskey

 

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Waiting for her call

Island time

 

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Don’t wait for her

It might be a week

 

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People are big on advice

How much thought do they give tho?

 

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Bendigo

Green Olive’s chicken risotto: Yum!

Art Galleries punch above their weight

 

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Listening to Slim Dusty

“Every day’s a Sund’y

If you’re catching barramundi”

 

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Evening:

 

 

Today I saw the eagle & the crow

Arguing high in the air

Djaara

The two moiety

Of the Dja Dja Wurrung

Like in the Dreaming

Apparently the two birds

Divided the country up between them

The eagle to the mountains

The crow to the grasslands/forest

Even a whitey like me

Can see the Dreaming’s here still

Respect to Elders

Past & Present

& any Indigenous Australia here

 

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Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.

 

 

 

 

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