Outback Track

He wandered along an outback track unknown
With only his swag and billy he wandered alone
Sun-bleached hair skin of leather lean and robust
Sheltering his eyes from the swirling red dust

Through the shimmering haze he spotted a dry creek
As nightfall drew near the outcome looked bleak
Taking long strides determinedly he pushed on
Then he spied dancing brolgas beside a billabong

Poem and painting by Lee