Mother Nature Waking

Mother Nature Waking.



Kookaburras laughing in the nearby trees.

Cockatoos flying overhead in threes.

Magpies warbling returning their call.

Rosellas nibbling in the birdfeeder best of all.



A soft blanket of mist hugs the valley below.

While high on the ridge sheets of frost look like snow.

A mob of kangaroos graze on the grass,

leaving a trail of footprints as they pass.



The hills and valleys slowly come to life.

An engine roars past, serenity is cut like a knife.

In the distance a rooster rouses to crow,

Sunrise creates a pink and orange glow.



The shimmering frost starts to melt.

Water droplets on the guttering pelt.

Dew drops glisten on a spider’s maze

The fog lifts into a gentle haze.



Gradually the morning begins to clear,

The air is crisp, the sky a blue sheer.

This is Mother Nature at her best,

Waking from another night’s country rest.







Note: Cockatoos are a rather large white bird with a yellow crest atop their head. They tend to make quite  alot of raukus noise.

        Crimson Rosellas are bright red and blue native parrots, they are very beautiful



Fourth Place Green Nature Lover's Poetry Contest 2011