Poem Category: Australian

the white lie
seen in my eyes
she sits–reflecting

a salmon
opens the hole
the dragonfly fights

in the park
dogs telling
through their tails

spring fogs
the ewes private
in birth

sunset sinks
I can not paint
the remainder

caravan park–
in the sea winds
the sun drowns

crossing the river
I feel for
invisible stones

cars on the bridge
a lightning
snuffs out the lights

toddler
her breath on the window
she fingers with

our shooting party–
a kangaroo
licks my wound