Sunday, May 02, 2021

Recent Poem




I stopped to stand

on a stone bridge

in the wetlands

I stopped to listen to

a frog’s monologue    donk  donk

but as I stopped he stopped –

all I heard was a handyman

thumping and sawing

to my left and to my right

space invaders in a backyard.

I stood and waited to

catch my breath and as I

waited frog started again    donk

closer seemingly      donk donk

under the bridge – and his throaty song

lightened my load    donk donk

and I smiled as I looked up

to the top of the tallest gum    donk



            ANDREW BURKE


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