Poem Category: Australian

eagle’s feet
the one hooked
prey

at dawn
the sing-songs raspy
of the crow’s voice

new wallet
the daughter’s photo
needing teeth

picnic spot
roaming riverside
the smells of our youth

clawed with winter
grandmother knitting
her pain

a sea of moon…
the shadows
my jogging passes

fallen Oak
its open grave
bathed in light

shedding rose…
sprinkled on the table
moonlight through a vase

I hear the wind telling
in autumn rustles–
no leaf returns exactly

on the lake
growing into winter
a top of mountain snow