Bora born
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Males slither on buffalo grass summer
sizzled from tribal ritual in full sun.
Under shade females rest and speculate
through a drowsy day by the cairns lagoon.
The day time shifts, shadows stretch, body clocks
reset as one for the night still to come.
It's four in the afternoon when toys come
out centre stage, testosterone on show.
Clueless, womanless they pose attention
from the shadows, chatter giggles this kind.
The preening finishes luckless as one
they move of in a silence not quite right.
- O -
© 28th dec 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
sizzled from tribal ritual in full sun.
Under shade females rest and speculate
through a drowsy day by the cairns lagoon.
The day time shifts, shadows stretch, body clocks
reset as one for the night still to come.
It's four in the afternoon when toys come
out centre stage, testosterone on show.
Clueless, womanless they pose attention
from the shadows, chatter giggles this kind.
The preening finishes luckless as one
they move of in a silence not quite right.
- O -
© 28th dec 2013 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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