The Mascots of Hope
A poem by Zelda Quakawoot, Mackay, Queensland.
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As the Storm gathers Sea Eagles take flight Following the beacons Of the shimmering Knights Down in the gorge Like ink on the page The Broncos are bucking Expressing some rage The Tigers are creeping With stealth across rocks All keeping their eyes On Sea Eagle flocks A beautiful lake Is where they arrive The haka is heard From Warrior tribes The moonlight splashes On the waters calm face As others appear To take up their place The Cowboys are here They've had a long ride While Bulldogs in numbers Howl at the sky The Panthers like midnight On velvet paws Parade near the edge Of the silvery shore Accompanied by Raiders Wearing helmets with horns Not a mascot in sight Is weathered or worn The waters now stir The Sharks circle bolder Their fins slice the surface Like hot steel smoulder And flashes of light From deep in the lake Signal the Eels Are now all awake The tree edge moves softly A white line frames the site The Rabbits hop in Like a ribbon in flight The Roosters sit tall On their perch in the tree Ruffling their feathers And plumage to see The Titans alight From darkening surrounds They journeyed from Heaven On the Storm’s lightning shroud An finally the Dragons From the fiery warm haze Proud to join the Mascots On this moonlit stage. Now all are present The lake has calmed down The Mascots of Footy Yield their sounds These are the legends The Mascots of Hope They give us a flicker When changing our scope A gathering like this Is a fantasy… So dreams can come true For me and for you!
Thank you, Zelda, for sending me your poem!
Zelda invites readers to paint the scene described in her poem.