red traffic light
the cup of hot coffee
from its holder
Poem Category: Australian
3408
wet Sunday
the boathouse
at the bend of the river
3404
twilight walk–
in every rain puddle
leaving the moon
3403
whirring
with the autumn winds
the sounds of Gum leaves
3401
cornfield
the horizon’s
black cloudhead
3398
fog
whitens the headlights
my truck sees through
3396
our orange sunrise
adding its chirps
the sparrow near me
3393
old hay filled
scarecrow’s coat
in the tall corn wind
3377
old gold-rush town…
afternoon crow calls
sifted by the wind
3362
country hotel
through the open window
hearing the trees move