Scarce resource

Pouring down, hitting ground; transmutating.

Seeps slowly underground, no abating.

Gradually following gravity’s pull,

Channelled torrents churn to violently mull.

Cascading courses entwine, clashing. This

Roaring deluge crashes with a hiss.

Omnidirectional mist, high and low.

Fleetingly dancing, riding to and fro,

On gentle cavern’s zephyr, in the dark;

No living creature to watch or to hark.

Droplets traverse the void of chasm, old.

Catching hold, dingle dangle, dripping cold.

Rivulets forming, trickling, finding pass,

Slowly towards the edge, achieving mass.

Flowing from upon high to splash below.

Tinkling then momentary ripples show,

Moving across slow ebbing surface, creep.

Joining still amorphic pool, running deep.

Birdseye view

Even though this kookaburra occasionally slid backwards, it had determination. It’s chosen perch, the edge of the 21st floor glass balustrade, facing north.

He, like the patrons of the Terrace, Emporium Hotel, Brisbane was there for the view.

Albert Street Uniting Church, Brisbane

Designed by Australian architect and artist, George Henry Male Addison (1857-1922), Albert Street Uniting Church was completed in 1889.

The warmth of the terracotta bricks of this Victorian Gothic Revival church contrasts beautifully against the blue sky, reflected in the glazed building behind.

Situated near a busy intersection where Roma Street meets Ann Street. It shares a link to the past under City Hall’s watchful eye, located diagonally across King George’s Square.

Jacarandas

Late afternoon in Morningside.

Yellow and purple-blue jacarandas

Stand, in contest on Kates Street.

Puffed up in show of flower bells,

Attracting bees to plunder, and

Springtime passers by, to wonder

At the temporary beauty beheld.

Zombiween

Lazy limbs and bones,

Sluggish to the core.

Stagger, twist and swing

T’ward unknown purpose, all

Insatiable appetite for flesh,

Undiscerning, rich or poor.

Reproductive feedings, leaving

Swathes of blood and gore.

Horrors of imagination conjured in name of fun.

Back to real life, it’s all basking in the Sun!

Poem – Words

Thoughts ….. float ….. forth.

Unconsciously conjured from etheric darkness. Transmuting into gems, to be raked, graded and sequenced.

Strings

Uncoil, undulate,

Knot.

Repeated until magnum opus’ in hand;

Orators inspire,

Dictators demand.

In comparison, soft speakers mouth and utter.

Unheard messages left fading

….. into….. soulful….. silence.

Layered landscape

ANZAC Square, Brisbane.

Looking north-west from the Adelaide Street side of Post Office Square towards Central Station, facing Ann Street. The Sofitel Hotel on Turbot Street provides a backdrop.

The statue in the centre of the photo is a memorial to Queenslanders who fought during the Second Boer War, 1899–1902.

The memorial features a life-size Queensland Mounted Infantryman. It was sculpted by James Laurence Watts from 1912 to 1919. It is also known as Boer War Memorial and The Scout.

For Lease $425 per week

We often pass this house, on our walks with Stan. According to onthehouse.com.au, it sits on a 405m2 block of land, and has a compact 71m2 footprint. Being built in 1900 the house has two bedrooms, one bathroom, and a car space.I particularly like the window hoods along the side of the building.

Yesterday, we noticed this cute weather board cottage has now been leased.