Seated in the air.
Engines sing
Instead of birds.
A painter's life
Made up of
Two chapters.
This! the tennis court
Where foolish ants
Make homes.
i-Cloud
And meditation.
The daily upload.
Young palms,
Scooping up the rain
If they could.
Egret's love poem
In the sky
For all to see.
Clappity clop
Horses on cobble stone-
A girl with high heels
Everyday
A birthday-
Kookaburra!
Dear mosquito,
Lead my hand
To thy grave.
Sleeping cicadas
Wakened by my shovel-
The warm soil.
Grey cinders
And a white butterfly-
Bonfire.
Such obscenity
This fine day-
Morning crows.
Get a grip!
Says to me
Morning magpie-
After the rain
Crows picnic
On the golf course.
Smell the rain
From the bedroom
Under the sheets!
A pretty girl
Who knows it.
A sprig of parsley.
In a man's body
A small boy
Pines for the moon.
Waiting all morning
For the rain
Which doesn't come.
Who would believe
Five kookaburras
On one branch?
Kookaburra
Between raindrops-
The Lyrebird.