Poem Category: Australian

From the earth’s bowels
the smell of a drought
digesting the rain.

Tall old woman
gloves on in the hallway
with nowhere to go.

Wedge-tail eagle
fleeing from the sunset
red with fire.

Gold winds
deepening the rusts
of autumn.

Day breaks
in the stilly silence
a dream still dreaming.

magpie songs
enjoying why
I came out early.

our park swings
so high
from grand-pop’s hand.

midweek oval
two limp balloons
bouncing together.

the unbroken orange peel
thrown over her shoulder
spells his initial.

barbed-wire fence
the tumbleweeds gathered
escape to the night.