Zephyr
By Ada D
A zephyr stirs the old bones of a Eucalyptus regnan
Years of growth grasping the ever-changing sky
As if she could fly
A gale flattens the rolling hills, trees toppling
Pain and rain plummeting and disintegrating
Agony scattered within jewels of liquid blue
Hair blown into eyes turned upwards to the skies
As darkness slinks like a quoll through the blue
Puffs of air filtering through a window
A child, not yet weathered with age, savours the
Sweetness
Blossoms
Hope
Blooms
Sugar
The great blue ripples with unseen gasps of
Exhilaration Azure Contentment Love Violet
The scents of
Passion Joy Green Petrichor
Stretch through the air, a lazy afternoon in the sun