Poem Category: Australian

Rainforest
a backpacker takes
its stillness out.

A Pine falls
about ten saplings
refill its place.

Puddles of rain
the cattle lowing
upside down.

Video taped
cornered inside our space
the comet’s tail.

Such is pity
the spider cannot release it
the Emperor moth.

Wind rattles the house
the moon glows in
on child to child.

Icing
the patio furniture
moonlit frost.

At the cave mouth
wildflowers
in the tongue of a breeze.

Hot apple pie
our dessert spoons
digging deep.

Canoeing where
the Southern Cross
is mirrored on.