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Trails by Eva Johnson


I once walked along the trails of my ancestors
through deserts, mountains, rivers and sands
where food was plenty,
where goanna tracks led to waterholes
where the bandicoot whistled its name.
I gathered nuts from the kurrajong tree
and suckled wild honey.
I swam with catfish in billabongs of waterlilies
and tasted cooked food from ovens underground.
I smelled the promise of the winds
along trails of the dreaming
and traced my mother’s footsteps embedded in the sand.

I once walked along the trails of my ancestors
that now have blown away with the winds of time.
Only in memory will I walk along the trails
Only in memory will they remain.

Source: The ABC Book of Australian Poetry: a treasury for young people compiled by Libby Hathorn (ABC Books 2010)


Uluru by Eva Johnson


Isolated rock,
that stands in silence
caress the earth,
while waters of tears
carry ancient stories
down your jagged crevasses,
to crystal pools
where women sing, wash, dance,
in ritual, protect
the secrets of your dreaming.
Hear their voices, their wails,
that echo against your ochred walls
whilst you stand dormant
only to be awakened
by voices of your keepers.