Living “upside down” affords new views
Autumnal tints
inspire my muse
Though eucalypts
stay bold and green
Maples glow
with russet sheen.
The Angas Vale turns
burnished gold
Though breezes whisper,
it’s not cold
As tourists,
mostly locals, come
For tea or
coffee in the sun.
School holidays
are at an end
Now Oldies venture
out to spend!
Quaint Stirling
hidden in the Hills
Reverberates
with ringing tills!
Winding roads,
tree-lined, rush past:
Late afternoon sees
shadows cast
On tarmacked
roads, with in-filled cracks
Here reigns the
peace that Europe lacks …
It’s picture-postcard
all the way;
Where scattered
village stores display
Modern snacks
beneath old signs
Reflecting life
in bygone times…
Has time stood
still, or do I dream?
The Hills round
Adelaide can mean
A kaleidoscope of
leaves unfurled
Unruffled in
this hectic world.
(c) Poet in the woods 2022
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