Poem Category: Australian

abattoir
the twilight of stars
in silence.

A crescent moon
the solitary stares
between the cattle.

Becoming full
the summer weighs
the tree with mangoes.

Eagle’s screech
an orange peel squeezed
into your face.

Gold chalice
over the Host
the priest’s winy breath.

Rock climb
being alone
my car keys jingle.

I … of these hooked feet
silent out of sun and wind
hawks kill whom we want.

Park bench …
autumn so silent
I kick up the dry gold leaves.

Cathedral closed
giddy with fear
the black bird’s long caw.

Clothes line
swinging the laughs
of children.