Spring today opens
curious with the willy wag tail’s
chit-chat that encourages our walk
golden as sun-lit candles of banksia bushes
awaiting the honeyeaters
green as unfurled fronds of fern
basking in morning sun
bright as the morning glory
spangling across the dunes
colourful as the wildflowers
bursting forth amidst the scrub
secretive as the hollow in the old iron-bark
where two lorikeets hover
joyful as the magpie’s warble
from a high branch of the river gum
cantankerous as the territorial fights
amongst the bird gangs
busy as the scrub turkey scratching
up its mound
cheeky as the cheep-cheep
in answer to its partners sharp whip-crack
determined as the strait backed flannel flowers
preparing to blossom on time
delicious as the fish and chips
we enjoy together by the beach
wide-eyed as the one with sea-blue eyes
I wonder with, walking spring today
