David J. Delaney

FINAL RUN

Another bug ends its life, upon meeting my windscreen
Whilst in this gradual morning light, wild life begins appearing
Continuous purring exudes from this diesel engine
Humming its melodious song, rhythm in perfection.

Crimson Rosellas scoot past, one clips the C.B. antenna
Hawks above hunt for breakfast, hidden in saltbush and lantana
Paddocks are alive with our great grey kangaroo’s
Joey’s hop about, playing in three’s and two’s.

Vast sky, brilliant blue, not a cloud in sight
This day seems perfect; everything feels so right
Laughing as I spy under this morning sun
In a freshly ploughed field, emu’s falling, trying to run.

Wondrous Australian beauty, I’ve been honoured to experience
Rainforests, deserts, mountain ranges, captured with exuberance
View our unique animals, living, in their natural habitat
Amazing scenes will greet you, especially in the outback.

Staring in my mirror, now this road becomes the past
For a time I’ll not drive again, as this trip will be my last
I know I’ll miss the outback, the wide and sweeping plains
Caught with other drivers at flooded rivers during heavy rains.

Yes! I know it’s true, now to spend time with my darling wife
Watch our grandchildren grow, help steer them from trouble and strife
Resurrect that veggie patch, clear the strangling brood
Resting in our patio, enjoying beer and home cooked food.

Though, I know late at night, when in my bed asleep
I’ll be behind that wheel again, special memories to keep
Traversing over mountains, changing through those gears
Listening to that diesel engine, humming in my ears.

Author’s Note: This poem is about one of my final trips when I was driving.