Like Snapchat filters

Like Snapchat filters
but make you look a wanker.
Should be called Fapchat

There is no limit

"There is no limit,"
writes wise Michael Robbins, "to
what a poem can't do."

Some plants forecast rain

Some plants forecast rain
as pods pop in the hot breeze
spilling wattle seeds

Leaning with the stream

Leaning with the stream
rooted to this sandy point
as droughts and floods pass

River Red Gum tree
perhaps 1000 years old
sentinel of change

Hairy Panic rolls

Hairy Panic rolls
carried by the morning breeze
into a dry day

Grey Box trees give way

Grey Box trees give way
as the highway turns inland
wattles crowd the view

Alarm clock inside

Alarm clock inside
sleep broken with breaking wind
before dawn stirs birds

My woken heartache

My woken heartache
to see through another's eyes
reflect their strength back

As the lights go out

As the lights go out
the silence between breaths grows
frog croaks seem louder

Awakened to beeping

Awakened to beeping
after windows left open
forklifts can fuck off

Bricks warm to the touch

Bricks warm to the touch
insects and birds share puddles
summer's here early