Birds are where the flowers bloom
By Jamieson M
Published 24 September 2022
Hear the sounds
That's birds
Ironbarks, knight protecting its forest home
Regent Honeyeaters
Black and yellow, flicker
At the edge of the forest
They flutter high above our heads
In Ironbarks
Where flowers bloom endlessly
Dry season
It brings
Bushfires
They tear though the land taking everything
Fear spreads through the bush
Until there is no fear left
Nightfall
Leathery leaves of Ironbarks sway in the moonlit night
The honeyeater dances through the soft night
To home