Poem Category: All

Mountain Pines
a Christmas-card snow
sprayed on the lake.

Waterfall spray
under the cover of dusk
Laurel showering.

Far horizon
in the breeze a magpie
pecks the scarecrow’s eye.

Midnight breeze
rustling other leaves
an owl arrives.

Museum
my daughter and I
share the world going past.

Summer wind chimes
the fireflies spinning
around the night air.

Sudden frost
so rigid to touch
a frill-necked lizard.

Dark verandah
our neighbour draws back
on her cigarette.

Before us
in the bright stream
flint stone tools from the past.

Parkland mist
the flame trees naked
in a cold dawn light.