Poem Category: Australian

Divorcee
listening to the wipers
clear the windscreen.

Spring breeze
Gums rubbing power poles
for any spark.

The wind is all winter
no gulls huddled
along the stinging sands.

Her back-yard wedding…
how changed
has our daughter’s play become.

mountain thaws
rollicking home
to the sea, to the sea.

meteor at dusk
beyond the farm house
nearer the stars.

busy corner
traffic light green
in their passing eyes.

in a great silence
before the snow slide
just the mountain and I.

moon to moon
the gravity
of well waters.

grandma’s garden
when my childhood
had a mother.