Poem Category: Australian

Spider’s sting

a life worth taking

the tiger moth.

Going … coming … going

driftwood tossed

along the empty beach.

Fig trees

the night’s thunder shaking

some fruit bats out.

Down … and feathered

from the parrot’s nest

our neighbour’s cat.

Sunset darkens

nearly at the snake’s young

the school boy’s stick.

Gate in the wind

to stop the noise

the neighbour’s barking dog.

Moonlight

looking into the Gum tree

for the owl’s hoot.

Easily seen

yet the neighbour’s son silent

in our mango tree.

Mind full

our tom cat stepping

behind the magpie’s warble.

River crossing

still on the edge

the brumby’s nerves.