in and out

of shadow

   vanilla lilies

in his coat

rain from every puddle

we passed

summer silence..

      jesus in a manger

on the mantle

kangaroo

on the road

life still in her

mountain morning

    leaving the river

            as it was

summer breeze
presses and passes-
she wears only a dress

red glow left
in grey morn-
street light off

i enter and leave
the birds behind me-
bus at dawn

cold day
running and yelling
into the sea

fading light-
seed heads shiver
above still grass

honey-eaters-
pleasantly finding
a tree-full

sand castle-
the moment before
the avalanche

dust flows

floats in the stage light;

trumpet spit falls

line of white 

clouds from the sun

dissipate

piling      tumbling

around the house tonight

voice of crickets

seated

homeless under old trees

feeding ducks

planting finished

now i understand the joy

rain on the roof

waiting...

a still eucalypt moves

in the water

why so empty?
in the grass in the garden
insects bustle

off the road
into the river
someone pisses

leaves all aglow
dapple grass and thought
binded by wind

spring reading
with mosquitoes in the shade;
the dog rests

dog stares hopefully
unoticed at the door;
we talk till late

bathroom full

of arguments;

my mistake

cool spring night

dreaming-

of cancer in the neck

as we fight

at the lights - 

galahs on the wire

street light light

held tight

morning fog

i dreamt

sardine sandwiches

for everybody

came to visit -

sun and bird song

push through closed curtains

fog loiters

over the wetland

till lunch time

fog filled valley

fog filled head

vivid sky aloft

arresting the city

the forest..

the moon tonight

a fallow field

as yesterday

the kite hovers

pleasantly surpassing

my expectation-

this sardine sandwich

over the dew

this winter -

the fox bolts

this country stroll

on and on

until it ends

still pools

in the rocks - rounded stones

                         in my pocket

as i wait

trains come and go

until i go

smoke from

tobacco fires

mingle on the roof 

by the lake

no clothes     no skin

bare before the wind

stop!

the moon

in a puddle

morning sky

in the puddles

slowly...

that small cloud

hovers

behind the moon

today

is winter

here

on the oval

rain brings puddles

brings ducks

paired lights on black roads

one after another

i walk - hood up

rain on 

leaves and soil

tin and tiles

beneath the cedar

on the needles -

lost yellow leaf

ceasless fall 

fountain water

fill my restless head

late autumn:

last leaves almost down

old dog almost done

standing 

on the evening shore

passing wind