Saturday, October 22, 2022

Storms are greening the pohutukawas.

Nearby dogs howl into the wind.

Dad said grasses lasted longer tempered by fire.

Strong winds like fires consume things,

rip and tear until there's nothing whole there.

 

This is where I stop for a moment,

to watch as a small bird blown into 

a small tree frees itself

just as two gulls swoop to snatch it.