Poem Category: Australian

magpie
her gurgles answer
the crack of an egg

squawking–
all of the gulls
he left fish heads

swishing flies
the Jersey
ends in an udder

boathouse–
two girls enter
the wall of fog

midnight moon–
far out of town
the rail line–shining

lightning
ignites Laurel’s face
I speak to

summer heat
the sunset shatters
the mirror at sea

netting them
is as flirtatious
as butterfly wings

fog
shaping the sounds
walked ahead

being alone…
I don’t wave
the school children pass