I lay awake listening

The Australian ding.

I lay silently listening

Outside my window I hear

The morning cries

The morning cries of dingo's

I lay in my campervan thinking

A beautiful sound that echoes

Throughout the bush

Alerting you, at daybreak

I pull back my curtain

To see the golden sun peaking through

Sounds of the bush, scrub

As my Dad used to say

A pair of eyes peak out from behind a tree

A reflection of a golden fur coat in the morning sun

Lonely it looks standing there

Frightened

Quietly I try to move

Not to arose others

This dog is not a pet

This dog is not native

But today it is Australian as you and I

It hears me moving about in my van

Nature at is best

I look out my window again

To see the dingo slowly moving away

Maybe it's looking for food for pups?

Author's Note

A few years ago while I was traveling I did see and hear dingo's. Lately I've been thinking about my journey and decided to try and do a poem about the Australian dingo.

Reviews

[closed]

vivid insight into your external world
thanks for inviting us


-Dream

[B.J]

your most welcome

[Butch Decatoria]

Wow, how amazing it would to have Australia for a back yard. The last line truly exposes your inner desire, pulls the curtain to peek at the future... If only a tiny bit / be more personal, open the inside poet. Other than the dingos what other sounds play in this symphony? Wonderful writing, I get a sense of you're water painting red clay sunsets, the tire rub hum down the highways, your poetry is a gift to me. Thank you.

Beautiful country, Australian, a departure from U.S. Country, Country....wheat and bullies... Jk
Nice to meet you B.J.

[B.J]

Nice to meet you one day I would love to see your country, the real America the real people...I love my country Australia. Especially the flinders ranges, North of Adelaide and Broome it is exquisite..I'd go back there like a shot but I have dogs at the moment and they are the reason I stopped traveling. I love your dog on your shoulder.

[Butch Decatoria]

Lol that's Mojo, a parsons Jack Russell. He's a personality. Gnight

[B.J]

They certainly are but loveable my daughter has a Jack Russell and he is a cheeky little blighter but full of fun and loveable.