She looks as if

with toddler-wadded bottom

she'd be hampered among branches –

not a bit.

~

She monkey-ish

leaps from lithe gum, a-lisp

with whisking serration to banksia,

bristly with bark.

She rolls under, tucking arm

as if performing platform dive, clawed feet securely

grappling shaggy anchor point.

She won't let go

till tumble turn manoeuvre

spears front paws into firm hold;

so elegant

her aerial ballet, a veritable Cirque Soleil,

she's exquisite.