Poem Category: Australian

under clouds
the crunch of leaves
through the park to work

lightning frizzles
rains build around
one tree hill

night winds
our pet’s ten thousand years
of howling

aging
school boy poems
about to rewrite

first thaw
my un-tuned guitar
from the attic

midday just past
caravan neighbours
moving off

dusk just passing
an abandoned homeless man
in the park

full moon
opening a pen pal
months late

out of season
hail and passion-fruits
dot the white lawn