This poem is the first in a series of poems about the great flood in Queensland in 2010/11 (you may have already read some of the other flood poems in previous blog posts).

In all innocence

We had river views and cafe latte,
renovated wool sheds and city cats.
We had Wivenhoe and victory
over nature and the flood plain,
a brave knight to fight our battles,
in valleys and hills, back there.
We had drought-desiccated memories
of the flood of ’74, and flood map
property searches (post Wivenhoe)
to make us buoyant.

Our Li-Lo was about to burst!

City Cat