Poem Category: Australian

whitening away
all morning, but wait
the fog lifts!

Sunset cruise
leaning over waves of dolphins
heading out

cabin door
a tea mug warms
being alone

the jazz trio
our table for two’s
one request

river picnic
our shouts falling
from the rope swing

campfire smells
I draw my daughter
her Zodiac stars

ladder up
to Mum’s attic…
my nearly full youth

holiday resort
my scotch at Sunset
dances in the ice

toddler
finger by finger
stars on the pane

the raked leaves
untidy thoughts early…
our cold white wines