Island of Songs
Fraser
Island sweetly sings
from
serpentine streams so clear,
so
unclouded and untouched
they
could be water or air.
Music
murmurs in mangroves,
cobalt
blue of upland lake,
banksia
grove, pandanas palm
and
forests of coastal she-oak.
It's
in the eastern wave who sings
as
she washes from her sand
the
tracks of 4 wheel drives
that
deeply scour the land.
Even
though tomorrow
the
traffic will resume,
following
the tide always sings
her
lyrical, cleansing tune.
Yes,
all day long strange music
ripples
or crashes in the sea,
and
high in towering treetops
come
songs of exquisite beauty.
Fraser Island is
in sub-tropical Queensland, Australia. It is the largest sand island in the
world and stunningly beautiful. Its eastern beach, facing the Pacific, is also
its road. I try to capture its beauty using the symbol of music.
Neil Creighton is an Australian
poet with a passion for social justice, a love of people and the natural world.
His work as a teacher of Drama and English made him intensely aware of how
opportunity is so unequally proportioned. His recent publications include Prosopisia, Poetry Quarterly, Praxis Online Mag, Silver Birch Press, Social Justice
Poetry, Whispers and "Verse-Virtual, where he is a
contributing editor. He blogs at windofflowers.blogspot.com.au
Very good Australian Neil, good writing and I am happy to
ReplyDeleteknow about this strange music. Thanks for sharing.
Yancy
Thanks, Yancy. Always looking for metaphor. Music seemed appropriate for Fraser Island. Amazing place.
ReplyDeleteYour Welcome Neil. I liked it. Very refreshing scribe.
DeleteYancy
Dear Neil,
DeleteAs you note in your biographical comment, I think you have succeeded in capturing this tropical paradise thru the medium of poetic symbolism.
Thank you,
Michael
Thanks very much, Michael. Appreciate your support.
DeleteWell-Written piece. Enjoyed reading this.Thanks for sharing, Keith.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Keith.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Keith.
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