Poem Category: Australian

honey jar opened
flowers out the window
in a breeze

lightning flashes–
there! in the tree!
a crow stares back

Flame trees in the park…
yet to fall
as red snow

of homework and nights…
of books at the table
in ink-well stains

wind
plucking roses
from the moon

sunset mirror
the geese push aside
the light of the lake

stars
in the light of each other
fill our sky

car-tyre swing
grandpa’s the hand
that moves us

the garden gate
closes after me
brushing Frangipanis

farmhouse
a meteor passing
leaves its light