Poem Category: Australian

Zen garden
on the uncoiled hose
the dew … beads

end of day
the hawk’s wings
folding up

verandah
all at once
grandma’s rocker in a wind

laughter…
most hands quickly cover
their poker cards

shrinking village
not a Saturday night
where the singles dance

from the forest…
with a new straight cane
to walk home

summer vacation
I walk daily
in the fragrance of Jasmines

a horse crossing–
the pebbles after
in the river

horse crossing
the river shifts
on its pebbles

stepping in
the stream should feel
alive with pebbles