Poem Category: All

Joined by snow

the field’s wildflowers

ragtime in a breeze.

Hot north winds …

hosing her herb garden

she uncurls leaf after leaf.

Carrying our canoe

deeper into the lake

yesterday’ s rain.

Dry lightning

in the white-gum’s litter

leaves smoke.

Fog thickens

a crow caws louder

from the neighbour’s fence.

Tourist town

the local asks! lately

where have we been.

Catching a lift

from the wheat field’s heat

a wedge-tail eagle.

Buoy bells

in the fishermen’s thrown heads

a chorus of gulls.

In far away hills

whistling

the wheat train’s descent.

The boy’s scooped in

cicada shrills

from his marmalade jar.