Poem Category: Camping

open tent
as shadows move
out of the shade

open tent
the broken light
part grey– part rain

open tent
I cannot connect
my Zodiac stars

open tent
swallows stitching
the clouds together

open tent
smiling at a bird song
my ear to the next

open tent
eucalypti touching
across the river

open tent
start of day
our daughter sings to bird songs

open tent
pockmarked craters
on the face of the moon

open tent
the breathing from trees
taken by the wind

open tent
when a dot becomes an eagle
from the sky blue