At Cooloola

He rises from a sea of bracken
Old man scribbly-gum, convoluted torso,
Of statuesque bleached limbs
Contorted by relentless ocean winds
He stands, streaming a crown of leaves
Like a weighted swimmer flailing
In an ocean of azure sky.

by Josephine Collett

Comments (3)

Love this one. Especially the line: 'if you run out of love, then I'll borrow' lol! Very nice!
Great Poem, I really enjoyed reading it: }
Great poem Orlando..keep up the good work and continue loving...