Poem Category: Australian

Kitchen table
the moon falling off
to brown linoleum

Paint brush
water-colouring
the mountain.

Apple orchard dew!
this water on father’s trees
thought inside as I do.

Old horse barn
smelling a sunbeam
around the stalls.

Ascending lark
the marmalade cat
too thin from kittens.

small tourist town
the local asks
where have we been lately

And, his face
knowing
the sweet falls of her hair.

drought’s end-
the creek fingers
into its pebbles

leaves flutter-
into our picnic canoe
a butterfly- only one

meal’s end-
our garden strawberries
her red tongue- melts