Poem Category: Australian

Misting lake
at the cabin door
tea mug warms my hands.

Long drought
the river banks
meet at the centre.

Sand bar
the king tide
rises over itself.

Melt-water fishing
the rainbows in the skins
of the trout.

Old Labrador
still finding sniffles
around the park trees.

Such grace in flight …
the eagle so fierce
on the rabbit’s young.

After
this mountain climb
content to stare to beyond.

Afternoon play
the pencilled dolphins
she crayons red.

Apple orchard dew!
this water on father’s trees
once thought as I do.

Buoy bells…
how untroubled its ride
in the swell.