Poem Category: Australian

from the storm
the stampede of cattle
distant thunder

from the old girl
her magpies pecking
marmalade toast

burning leaves
the daughter’s giggles
whenever the wind shifts

reflecting me
an old man
where the shore birds stand

dawn moves
bell birds to sing
in the backyard shadows

gnarled old tree
its last season
to fill our apple pies

front door slam–
school children finding
our warm peach pie

Laurel feels tickled
by the snow melt
in open palms

on our swimming pool
rains too
of blue Jacaranda

summer starts–
geese from their fatherlands
g l i d e to our lake