Poem Category: Australian

yesterday’s beach
the sea-weed that fills
our foot prints

a thunder passed storm
the roos from the trees
covering the hill

shampooed and tucked in
she repeats some lines
of last night’s story

beyond
any else beautiful
wildflowers in a breeze

the family salad
our bowl of fruits
out of their skins

the knowledge dried
in tulip bulbs
the shed’s see-through rust

slap after slap
Mum’s taxi wipers
while all the kids pour in

late for lectures
the more I lose out
to medicine

of the phone photos
I click and save
Laurel in our picnic

granny’s flat
her rows of seedlings
hosed and weeded