Poem Category: Australian

An owl hoots—
the stream’s murmur
agog with stones.

Camp fire …
poked for my thoughts
with a burnt stick.

Sunset burns…
the dive of herring gulls
to the sea.

A winter wind starts it – –
willows lashing
the grey river.

boy’s jam jar
the just loosened lid
for his butterfly’s breath.

lake-side coffees
fetching some stars
to boil them.

blue summer skies
our swings over the river
tied to a tree.

strange fruits
dog-trapped kittens
in the pomegranate tree.

summer forest
leaving the chain saw to it
‘ the butterflies.

house auction
the weight of their hands
out-bidding us.