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But Is There A Snake In The Grass?
| by Carol Prior |
| A poem from Carol about the wildlife in her newly adopted home ... or, more accurately, an observation about Pommie preconceptions concerning the "perils" of living in Australia. |
A country on the World’s edge, seemingly half formed
Shrouded in Eucalyptus, cosseted and warmed By blazing rays and red hot fire, torrential rain and storm. A fine mist rising from the Heads, white surf, and crystal sea, South Pacific currents that beckon, tempting me Into their opalescent waves, dazzling and briny. Rainbow lorikeets and rosella crimson, green. Wattle and Agapanthus, where kookaburras preen, But always the same question when we English folk convene. Oh, but is there a snake in the grass? Just longing to sink in his fangs, Or a spider with deadly venom And woven web which hangs Above my unsuspecting nose, Or a shark that lurks in the shallows WHO IS HOPING TO EAT MY TOES?!  © Carol Prior, 2013 |
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