Poem Category: Australian

the morning opens
a song finding a bird
in the empty woods.

following the geese
the sun falls far
into the horizon.

summer winds
the stains of bore-water
on the tomato leaves.

Bower-bird mound
a doll’s eye
blinks brightest.

Verandah
feeling the dawn chill
wherever my sleep turns.

Height of summer
the ripeness of the mangoes
on our neighbour’s side.

All day inside , out,
hearing the clouds pass
in wind and rain.

Summer garden
the grasshopper
to every shadow’s hand.

My haiku published …
an acorn plops into
the sound of the pond.

Ferris-wheel lights
her pirouettes and pirouettes
in the queue.