Poem Category: Australian

A bag of cow dung …
strawberries
on the child’s plate.

Window breeze
the scales of the lace
coming to rest.

Star blessed
the river and I
at our old town bridge.

Paint easel
a leafless tree
frames the moon.

Eyes from the water
a crocodile’s gnashing
frenzied soul.

old stone well
an eagle over our farmhouse
alone in the sky.

listening to crickets
their songs and their pauses
from the stone well.

winter fog
the drip, drip of willows
to the river.

as summer falls
the shrill of the cicadas
unaware of dying.

finishing a coffee
the crumpled letter
unfolds before her.