Poem Category: Australian

The telescope gift
no one comes to…
Saturn and its rings.

Tin roof
the sleeplessness
of leaves in the wind.

Old sailor home…
no escaping his tall tales
for the grandchildren.

Winter cabin
I roll the carrot rings
into our hot busy stew.

Bedroom window
mirrored with dawn
a magpie pecking the magpie.

Street parade
leaving the balloons limp
midday summer heat.

The summer day sets …
an eagle is shaping itself
on a far fiery cloud.

Heaven high
veering left from the sun
the return of geese.

Bird-bath splashes
I compose me a haiku
about the garden.

The impatient tot’s
foil wrapped
Easter egg.