Friday, February 27, 2009

street light
the wombat not fitting
into the drain

from the end
of a bending limb -
the koala retreats

smell of ants -
crushed where the river
cuts bedrock

dune scrub -
always in the shape 
of onshore wind

clear water...
through the bedrock
  over the beer can

to smell
   then look
peppermint under foot

lonely 
over nighttime waves
warning no one

walking unaware...
hat full 
of daffodils 

midday heat
shade beneath the willow
i am killing

low above the yarra
flashing green
a mallard duck

dancing gently
onto the yellow yard
burning embers

barely above
burning mountains
orange moon

stream
over summer grass
the tiger snake