Poem Category: Australian

Muscatel vines
storm clouds
rushing the harvest.

Winter light
through the naked roses
your lingerie drying.

Ski fields
a white overcoat
around the mountain.

The stillness
as days end
of moonlight in water.

Blackberries picked
our hands and smiles
the same purple.

Neighbour’s son
our ripe strawberries
fills his pockets.

Express train
the swell of ruffled blouses
along the platform.

House auction day …
vacuuming
my old bedroom.

Skeletons …
stark in winter light
trees on the hill.

The rainbow gift
of a summer storm
arching trees.