More than usual

More than usual
the neighbourhood dogs barking.
Hot air balloons pass

Driving toward clouds

Driving toward clouds
the foreground becomes a blur
while clouds stay distant

I slap my own face

I slap my own face
in a vain attempt to kill
hungry mosquitoes

Rice Co-op hisses

Rice Co-op hisses
as the diesel train awakes
and it hisses back

Sun-dried Bathurst burr

Sun-dried Bathurst burr
remains by side of the road
as autumn begins

From haphazard hair

From haphazard hair

the hairdresser sculpts the tufts

from babe to a boy

The birds flying south

The birds flying south
show what I already know
in my anxious mood