Whimsy

In muddy gutters

reflecting on passing flows

we reach for the sky

History falls down

it becomes a metaphor

— the rotted scar tree

Hold dear thoughts closely

force them into small poems

start a secret blog

Driving hills at night

headlights reveal the landscape

suddenly a yacht

From broad spear-shaped leaves

they grow to form coarse grey trunks

that can become shields

The world spins backward

we’re living in tomorrow

— antipodeans

When the music hits

colliding with emotions

— crying in the car

Hot winds are revealed

playing on a busy road

— blossom drift patterns

Watch a green comet

tail torn off by solar wind

Icarus falling

They came with fire wood

a side order of green ants

tasted delicious

They found their hollow

They found their hollow
grass parrots now make a nest
— excited chatter

Stellar sea cow tanka

Bigger than Blue Whales

dense bones they’ve now discovered

a stellar sea cow

but not the Steller Sea Cow

Perucetus Colossus

Wattlebirds fly in

among blooming foliage

sparrows quick exit

Three states of water

Sunlight off brown ponds

rocks that vibrate under streams

droplets with rainbows

Dull wattlebird call

sign of appreciation

grevillea bloom

Fighting sparrows

as crows gather sticks for nests

and magpies swooping

Fans purr in orchards

factories accompany

I can hear the fog

Angry crescendo

chirping and swooping attacks

window reflection

The frogs have all croaked

as birds fly fast to fight and fuck

lawnmowers cut through

Seeking winter meals

the white-plumed honeyeater

followed by blackbird