They glisten at night

They glisten at night
in pearl and crystal and frost
Cars under streetlights

I feel cold for them

I feel cold for them
as the temperature drops
and dogs start barking

It surprises me

It surprises me
when the Brindabellas rise
It feels like I'm home

The city won't stop

The city won't stop
growing bigger and changing
I don't know it now

All the unmarked roads

All the unmarked roads
disappear into the night
as I drive back home

The risk of my bath

The risk of my bath
comes from slipping out of time
-- a sink will wrinkle!

The crow’s measured walk

The crow’s measured walk
seems perfectly timed to dodge
my approaching car

Fog in the paddocks

Fog in the paddocks
reveals overnight rainfall
between home and work

Visiting sculptors

Visiting sculptors
worked granite through rain and shine
to create landmarks

A tear in the night

A tear in the night
awakes the birds in the trees
as morning's light leaks

Calabria Wines Montepulciano 2015

Silky smooth with oak
and rich fruit under currant
like merlot with spine

The heel of my palm

The heel of my palm
rests on the bridge of my nose
and sleep soon follows

Move to the country

Move to the country
and find worse air pollution
than in a city

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