Poem Category: All

Red-flowering Gum tree
a bee hum following
the bees hums in.

Padded bar stool
her long green iced drink
alone.

Ah!! Paris
sipping our long cool drinks
under our white straw hats.

Drought’s end
thunder
tickling at the frog’s throat.

The mountain stream
carrying it to the sea
grain by grain.

Bush walk
my torch no longer
over father’s back.

Flower show closed
alone in its perfumes
an arc of the moon.

Spring sprouts a sunflower
leaving the garden stones
in their dank black earth.

Midday meal
the scurry of the mud-crabs
sensing our intent.

Wide eyed giggles
the dog’s tied leash
pulling the stroller.