Poem Category: Australian

Icy frost
cracking the river edge
the horse’s hooves.

The flame trees drip
and hour by hour
the street fog glows with headlights.

Full moon
in a line of sight
that the owl makes day.

The stick returns
with the dog
with the river.

Sudden stop – –
the wind withdraws
from tumbleweeds.

last bus home
moons in the puddles
overspilling.

the new year
its first note
from our clarinet trio.

busy streets
the dodging hiss
of their rain coats.

mum’s singing
on the kitchen table
our homework stopped.

in a solitude
the corners of the room
from a round table.