Poem Category: Australian

Home alone
spreading in father’s shed
the spilled red paint.

Tracks
of their roped driftwood
between the boys.

Today’s outing …
at the duck pond
the old girl and her bread.

New table
the white square of it
around our old blue vase.

Back to my childhood
I wipe a bit of jam
from the tot’s lips.

Brushing past
the dog’s stick
into the river.

Apple blossoms
kicking out at the carpet
around me.

Sea wall
just me dangling
for a fish to bite.

Sunday afternoon
the merriment of ants
with a butterfly’s wing.

Magpie’s beak
the defiant chirp
of a cricket.