(For Ewan)
Dragon on a bark-brown bough
See him disappearing now
Common as lovely – devote
Time to practise, taking note
Let it rise, let it float
Bask in the knowledge it’s true
Somebody remembers you
The skink slips to what’s below
High work complete, heartbeat slow
Let it loose, let it go
What does the lyrebird say?
Names the ache you hide away
Woke up this morning – no doubt
Turned it ’round with a blues shout
Spit it out, let it out
Watch the cockatoos wheel
A white cloud comes to reveal
The edge of glory – we tried
To keep our laces tied
To let it slide, sit beside
Sweet water, snowbells
Then settle into the shade
Python, patient, unafraid
One line can hold so many
Get by with good company
Set it down, let it be
Alive like anything else
