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The bush is burning (tribute to the firefighters)

by Anne Howe

Well done you brave and merry men
And merry women too
Who work throughout the day and night
From duties ne'er eschew

So many times you risk your lives
Folks' property to save
One of your own lost his home today
Whilst at the firefront, being brave

What thoughts inhabit, the surely lame mind
Of the one who lit the fire
Which burnt out homes and all those trees
And quieted the dawn birds' choir?

The wind is whipping up a gay old dance
And the sky's a different shade
Of black and grey tonight
By fire's emulsified mixture made

The bird's won't get much sleep tonight
As from the fires they flee
In search of safer habitation
In a safe, still tall gum tree

And down below, where the ground is hot
There are leaps, and jumps and slithers
As kangaroos, wombats, and their mates
Seek safety 'cross creeks and rivers

With bush and paddocks still alight
And flames licking at folks' fences
There are lots who will not sleep tonight
They must keep up their defences

So, well done you brave and merry men
And merry women too
Just know how grateful we all are
For the awesome job you do


THANK YOU

12/06/2002

Author's Note: tonight i go to bed reflecting on the tremendous work of the firefighters...though a few homes and two lives have been lost and this is, of course, a tragedy, tribute should be paid for the multitudinous properties and lives which have been saved ...... keep hopping little kangaroo..i hope you find shelter soon

Posted on 12/06/2002
Copyright © 2024 Anne Howe

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/07/02 at 09:42 PM

Excellent reflection Anne on that terrible fire, and dedication to those who fight it, ravaging the Sydney suburbs...yes they did show it on the TV news even here in Canada.

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