Poem Category: Australian

Interstate bus
an aunt chatting family
to strangers.

Mushroom search
the shapes of trees dripping
whitened by fog.

I , an eagle …
heaving out to
the surface of air.

eucalypti –

following me to the lyrebirds

breaths of cool air

eucalypti –

under the new bark

the moth grub – scribbles

one of many neighs…

and in a far field

the mare and her foal

sunset spreads –

between swans on the scarlet

a sail boat – turns

she waits !

in the rush of breakfasts

her school lunch – packed

the storm left –

to the hill of stones

a brook – babbling

dawn rainbow

in the city of lights

the rain smells – rise