Poem Category: Australian

Eagle’s screech

an orange peel squeezed

into your face.

whispering your name

… in the hay loft

a cigarette flares

pools emerge

all the ebb

in gull cries

Red dragon wings

the boy’s birthday kite

in the park’s breeze.

rock pools

the moons in the slow turning

of the ebb

the old house creaks

the fire-place spits

I turn another page

Apple orchard dew!

this water on father’s trees

thought inside as I do.

her strapless red dress

billows on the line…

our iced drinks