I dream of flying

I dream of flying
then make sense with a platform
rolling above ground

I enter a cave
then I notice the brickwork
and lights are turned on

subconscious at work
quickly reinterpreted
as a man-made world

Known as 'Town of Trees'

Known as 'Town of Trees'
Narrandera will be owned
by slow-paced giants

Dry dusty paddocks

Dry dusty paddocks
stubble remains from wheat crops
parched after summer

Looking down on me

Looking down on me
through celestial porthole
the man in the moon

From many dark trees

From many dark trees
magpies announce the sun rise
under morning star

Seasons are changing

Seasons are changing
this morning it was cooler
I put on slippers

A forklift’s beeping

A forklift’s beeping
cuts through early morning air
like an alarm clock

Look up at the sky

Look up at the sky
for timeless inspiration
sublime qualities