The Smell of the Sea

the smell
of the sea
is overpowered by the
watermelon fragrance of newly mowed lawn

bobtails
hunting for unseen tit-bits
among shrubs -
an earthworm becomes a bone of contention

a butcherbird swoops -
swallowing the spoil

if only the bobtails had agreed to share...
there's enough for all of us to go around

poem by Suzette Crous
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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