Poem Category: Australian

dropping a pebble
down the well
a brown moth springs out

I know only
after the rain
some strawberry plants will fruit

I know only
needing the bush fires
most Gum trees will blossom

on the window shelf
dried to fill
ten honey jars

a year passed…
father says
Mum’s herb garden needs work

selling jars of honey
gifts
given to friends

school exams
skywriting on the window
a bi-plane

on a swaying branch
the crow’s arrival
meets my eyes with hers

the summer sunrise
as it heats, is a mirror
on the wide flat sea

raising the bucket
a black eel swims
in bright well water