Poem By Scott Mcdonald

I wandered outside and heard the waves crashing
I heard the suicide of water and earth
I wandered with arms outstretched
And collided with the Bunya pine
A tree under which the true rulers of this land once feasted
I here the tune of Mr Whippy
And toss up whether Bunya nuts taste better!
This makes me feel fear and I am scared
I hope Mr Whippy sells crap and the Bunya nut tastes better

Comments about Scared

Welcome, Scott, and with a poem of wit and imagination. The narrator's collision with the tree reminds me of the blind panic of so much of our interaction with nature and natural forces. 'suicide of water and earth' is a frightening and memorable line. A fine opener. Jimmy

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