Other Travel Poems

Tumby Bay

Basking in the late autumn sun
Overlooking a beautiful bay
The dog barks conversationally 
People talking nearby. 

The caravan park sparsely populated 
Cooler weather discouraging many
And no public holidays now
A quiet time for this beachside town. 

The long jetty common in this region 
Closed for necessary repairs
All needs to be ready
For the next tide of tourists. 

A lovely town, Tumby Bay
One of many on the Eyre Peninsula 
Rich farmlands and good rains
In recent times, at least. 

The spectre of long, long droughts 
And raging, leaping bushfires 
Banished for this time, it seems
While all enjoy the calm serenity. 

Brian Matthews, 28-5-23

Venus Bay

A very still evening 
The sky alight
Gradually fading to night. 

Conversations here and there
A few open fires too
The usual sounds abound. 

People talking about their day
Fish caught and those not
Talk of family and friends. 

Camping on this bay
Such a lovely spot 
No longer a well kept secret. 

Brian Matthews, 31/5/23

This one was about the Caravan Park at Venus Bay

The Caravan Park

A flat area of shell grit 
A few trees here and there
Empty of most residents 
Seagulls fossicking for goodies. 

Fishermen in the bay
Seeking a good catch
Others on the land
Relaxing or reading. 

Far from the large cities
Though not as isolated now
With paved roads in between 
And flights from nearby centres. 

And even water not a problem 
With a desalination plant here 
And the ocean to draw on
The sustainer of life all around. 

Brian Matthews, 4/6/23

And some Haiku written at Venus Bay

The Fog

Yesterday so fine
Overnight the fog rolled in -
And still  murky now

Brian Matthews, 5/6/23

Sitting in the sun
In such a peaceful setting -
And the rain has gone

Brian Matthews, 5-6-23

The Boats

The boats very still
Floating around in the bay -
Hopeful of some fish. 

Brian Matthews, 6/6/23