Life on the forest floor – a photo a week
By margm
Rustling leaves and swaying fern fronds
Far off birds so shrill and clear.
Wildlife scratching through the debris
Scuttling away as feet draw near.
Something wriggles, darting sideways,
Moving safely out of view.
Sunlight breaking through the tree tops
Beckoning to the life that’s new.
All round butterflies – darting, gliding
Settling briefly, moving on.
Savouring every precious moment,
Life is short – they’ll soon be gone.
Timeless, seamless, lush green beauty,
Tranquil, calm serenity
Where everything has its turn and purpose
Life – beneath the canopy.
Marg murnane – July 2003
Cape Tribulation – Far north Queensland




June 15th, 2008


murch
June 22nd, 2008
Love the poem and life on the Australian forest floor. It is so different over here in London although there are lots of parklands throughout the city.
Anyway, I have taken a leaf out of your books, at http://www.murch.globalteacher.org.au and posted about our first night with what I hear, see and smell. Asked the kids to respond with the Australian contrast, so if you want to use it you can, or else they do it in the info tech class.
I have added a post on using wordle in my other blog at http://www.murcha.wordpress.com as I tend to capture the screen, save it as jpg through MS Paint and upload as an image on my blog. Otherwise it is far too small. Let me know if that does not work.