Poem Category: Australian

Tiny forest noises…
whose death call
comes tonight.

Orchard kiosk
paying for our box of peaches
in their honour tin.

Midnight breeze
rustling other leaves
an owl arrives.

Far horizon
in the breeze a magpie
pecks the scarecrow’s eye.

Waterfall spray
under the cover of dusk
Laurel showering.

Hot north winds …
hosing her herb garden
she uncurls leaf after leaf.

Gentle waves
rolled in scarlet
sunset.

Corn field
a rider parts
the ocean.

Autumn oak
the zigzag fluttering
of butterfly leaves.

Bathroom tiles
too many ; no not too many
tiny footprints in the talc.