Poem Category: Australian

Thunder rattles …
the quiver of ferns
in their garden beds.

At child’s end
she nurses
a bird from the road.

Treeless dirt road
the rosella keep bathing
in their pot-holes of rain.

Home from school
one smell from the kitchen
being fresh apple-pie.

Cleaner than the others
a rain puddle
looking back.

Dawn spreads
gulls manning
the beached canoe.

Thunder claps
the plum tree shakes
its blossoms out.

Tomato stakes
how bent the bamboo
with tennis-ball fruits.

Express train
forget-me-not petals
loose on the platform.

Country hospital
about four beds counted
for the up-turned bus.