Frogsong

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I wish...

I wish I could capture

the translucent pearl green

of the ocean

the warmth of the air I breathe

that wafts up to me 

from the sea as I walk

the scooped clouds

that sit like balls of icecream

on a flat, blue platter

the dance of the butterfly pair

in and out of the coastal bush

the fading sun catching the crest

of the waves

the gaggle of silly turkeys

as they roost for the night

in the gum trees

my delight

at finding Brown Face

in the crook of the gum tree

still asleep ten hours 

after I left him this morning

the nearly empty Tea Tree Bay

at the end of a late summer day

frogsong at Tea Tree creek

and then

the stillness of the bush

as I weave my way

along the coastal track

the mighty boulders at Granite Bay

soaking up the sun's warmth

later to warm the air 

and the land above

the voices of the straggling surfers

down below the boardwalk

the smell of the evening vegetation

and the dusk mood 

of the boardwalk path

as I make my way back home

I wish I could capture

all those things 

for you

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