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LindsayP
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0 posted 2007-09-12 10:40 PM




                 THE DINGO

The stars have slowly been obscured by storm clouds inky black,
While the dingo sniffs the humid air along the mountain track,’
When he reached the mountain’s peak, he paused and raised his head,
Then started down the other side but changed his mind instead.

He climbed up on a towering rock, and gazed at a watery moon,
Then howled a strange primeval howl, that through the crags was like a tune,
The night air amplified the sound as it echoed through the range,
And nightlife tensed uneasily, at this sound both weird and strange.

The dark bush suddenly came alive with wild creatures relocating,
They quickly crept to hidden holes, their fear slowly there abating.
The kangaroos and wallabies are tense with dangers fraught,
And on urgent feet they bound away, and a safer place is sort.

The owl sits in his hollow tree watching over all unblinking,
His mind is on the wild bush rat, I’m sure that’s what he’s thinking,
The brumby stallion nickers soft at the dingo’s rude intrusion,
And shifts his mares to open ground amid some mild confusion.

An old hermit in his sheltered cave is nudged awake by his faithful dog,
But all he hears in the eerie night, are sounds of some distant frog,
Then thunder grumbles overhead with claps of noise that’s frightening,
The mountain peaks light up like day with every flash of lightning.

Raindrops laden plump with rain now on the rocks are falling,
Then for moments few it eases off, but soon there is no stalling,
The heavens now have opened up to one blinding sheet of water,
It quickly swills the forest clean, then mud in every quarter.

It rushes in its downhill flight through every small depression,
It fills the streams and bends the boughs with only one obsession,
The streams they quickly turn to creeks, then on to raging rivers,
And by sheltered rocks the dingo waits, and in disgust he slowly shivers.

The roaring torrent in crazy haste puts the whole landscape in motion,
And enormous logs and crashing trees are swept headlong to the ocean,
No force on earth can stem the flow of this great rampaging river,
It tears the decking from a bridge, and leaves the uprights all aquiver.

Sheep and cattle soon pay the price for camping in the valley,
A later count quite soon reveals, a loss of half the tally,
And as the rain falls down in sheets without sign of abating,
By sheltered rocks with hollow flanks, the dingo's still there waiting.

© Copyright 2007 Lindsay P Wilson - All Rights Reserved
Earth Angel
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1 posted 2007-09-12 11:49 PM


You expertly built this stirring poem right up to a crescendo!

'Twas a shame about the cattle and the sheep. As for the dingo, perhaps it was a matter of "survival of the fittest" ~ and the smartest.

Warm hug coming your way, LP

EA

TomMark
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2 posted 2007-09-13 01:38 AM


oh!

enjoyed your poem.

Tomtoo

LindsayP
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3 posted 2007-09-13 09:03 PM



Many thanks Earth Angel & Tom Mark for your

kind response.   LindsayP

Marchmadness
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4 posted 2007-11-03 11:05 PM


I often go back and pick up some of the poems that I have missed . Glad I did, enjoyed it.
                              Ida

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5 posted 2007-11-03 11:16 PM


very interesting poem...you painted quite a vivid picture...I read once that Australia was the worlds most arid continent, and just yesterday saw an article in the news where two men got into a fight over water use/abuse...one died of a heart attact. Pretty scary when you think how valuable and destructive water can be...thanks for sharing. I think I may have a bit of dingo in me at times....howling at the moon and all.
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6 posted 2007-11-04 09:37 AM


Yes, quite an interesting story....Do enjoy
reading your pieces.

Seeker72
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7 posted 2007-11-04 11:04 AM


As always, another good poem.
TinaTrivett
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8 posted 2007-11-04 11:31 AM


One of my dogs is part dingo. Smart as a whip, and has a wild side.

Nice write.

LindsayP
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9 posted 2007-11-04 11:24 PM



Ida, Moondogs,Magnus, Seeker and Tina, thank you kind folks for your generous response, big hugs to you all.

Lindsay

Earl Brinkman
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10 posted 2010-09-15 01:17 AM


The dingo is one tenacious creature, isn`t it.  Come what may it is determined to capture its prey.
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