Poem Category: Spring

And the dusk empties now …
magpies quietening
into shades.

Flicking a bed sheet
the sunbeam glittered
with our dust.

Patio bonsai
losing their shapes too
in the spring rain.

The small boy’s net
triumphant …
his dozen tadpoles.

Midnight mass
the streetlights haloed
by fog.

horizon
letting our sails fill-in
the first light.

Lounge-room
a square of winter sun
around the curled cat.

Snow melt
out of stone hillocks
re-birth of the stream.

Wedge-tail eagle
so long shadowed
the mountain moves.

Autumn chill
stars migrating
in the minds of geese.