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 Category:  General Poetry
  Posted: June 10, 2017      Views: 590
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Tony Fawcus, ex-RAF Navigator and Junior School teacher, now living on South Australia's Fleurieu Peninsula where he runs a small farm and a B&B cottage.

He is an accomplished novelist and is currently at the #6 spot on the rankings.

The Seal of Quality committee has rewarded him with 3 seals. He is also an active reviewer and is holding the #59 spot on the top ranked reviewer list.

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Chapter 10 of the book Free Verse Collection
Free Verse for the contest
"The Tree" by tfawcus
The tree at my front gate
I'd given up for dead,
gnarled joints and sere,
some straggle leaves below,
a last hurrah I thought,
and that was fifteen years,
or more,

Flocks of cockatoos sometimes come,
and settle on
its outstretched arms.
Their clamour mocks with raucous life
its long dead limbs,
while down below,
the straggle leaves gain strength and grow.

Its yearning limbs, on one wild night,
closed round a hunter's moon,
clasped its bulbous bloat,
in heartless mockery of life
but, rooted firm, could not take flight
like seas receding - tide untied -
for still its pendules stayed alive.

At dusk a whispered silhouette
posed against the charcoal sky,
a silent swoop, a sudden cry,
yet still the straggle leaves possessed
their pulsing thread of sap,
undaunted by the death throes of
such heart-torn prey.

I almost euthanised that tree.


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Author Notes
Pendule (French for clock) serves double purpose here as a description of the elongated leaves of the eucalyptus tree.

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