Poem Category: Australian

even some beauty

in my phone’s close-up

the crow staring back

our talk over blackberries

across the table

her sweet purple lips

First gin and tonic – –

after some rain

the chorus among magpies.

in our backyard

greening a summer wind

the grapevine trellis

autumn begins

a changing to the books

I take to read outside

Chalk dust

the weight-lifter’s time

held in the air.

ageing…

the last pie apples

our tree will bear

gentle waves

the tot points to go further

with her cutest grin

Height of summer

the ripeness of the mangoes

on our neighbour’s side.