
Violet Haze

Long drive, winding roads.
Motionless trees, always moving.
Travelling. Such peace.
Crunched leaves-
beneath the Autumn light.
Trees silhouette-
along-
the aisles of the streets.
Crisp air-
blushing cheeks.
A tango with Autumn-
such a chilling endeavour.
Eucalyptus and dirt.
Aromatic notes of the Australian bush.
Lemon myrtle-
teases the nostrils-
a mysterious scent-
hidden-
amongst-
fallen foliage.
The daily hymn of birdsong-
Echoes-
caressesing all over yonder.
Burnt orange sunsets-
cloak over skies.
Koalas gawk towards tree tops-
challenging there foe.
Lyrebirds gaggle their lying tune.
Wind rustles through the gum leaves
Mothers Natures song-
sings on.