Poem Category: Australian

mountain thaws
rollicking home
to the sea, to the sea.

Her back-yard wedding…
how changed
has our daughter’s play become.

The wind is all winter
no gulls huddled
along the stinging sands.

Spring breeze
Gums rubbing power poles
for any spark.

Divorcee
listening to the wipers
clear the windscreen.

Kookaburras laugh
no need to look up the river Gums
for a reason to smile.

Antiques shop
awakening
grandmother’s lilac scent.

City rain
cars on the bridge
cocooned in their lights.

Winter’s last
gentled by the bleat
of spring lambs.

In the dead of night
train whistles
connecting the towns.