Breathe ~ Relax ~ Drink Black Tea Often
People’s things are left
behind on suburban streets
Detachment at last?
A raindrop falling
can flood a small insect’s home
Quietly short lives
Wet leaves on the path
Flattened by rain and footsteps
Wait for sun and wind
Crumpled gaffer tape
looks like a small, crushed sparrow
lying on the path
Hints of rain to come
travel on the wind in drops
that smell of jasmine
Water-logged magpies
flee from the storm and wait for
feather-friendly skies
Umbrellas open
when Spring rain arrives early
Winter can drip dry
A hazard of walks
in suburban streets is poo
Dog, cat, possum – poo
Past the barking dog
the magpie and the lizard
Interesting walk
Wind gusts help the leaves
to shake off falling raindrops
Save some for the sun
My cat changes spots
Today it’s the veranda
Its view of magpies
Clouds muster themselves
and cross the sky together
The wind knows better
On today’s footpath
a man’s necktie – long, looped, lost
A striped snake’s skin, shed
Distant clustered leaves
look like sleeping teddy bears
waiting for their kids
A little rain falls
then stops, hesitant, as though
it fears the drop
Cicadas sing dusk
to its sleep and welcome stars
to the nightlife buzz
Kids dare the ocean
Running in and back, laughing
at immensity
Spider silhouette
brings a dawn into focus
The day’s web designed
The luck of flowers
growing in well-fed gardens
Rain and sun showered
A praying mantis
pointing as though another
is calling the shots
Fred and Ginger’s bird
slides a light fantastic claw
along rougher floors
The singing bowl sings
beyond its twirling mallet
Rhythms divining
Lost at the corner
last night’s one-day tiara
Princesses sleeping
Gumnuts beyond bloom
resemble party streamers
after dawn’s cool slap
A butterfly’s wings
Wrinkles and folds copy leaves
The colour resists
Ants are tenacious
when all things are considered
Precious lives to lead
Spiders’ defences
are spiky, scary, scratchy
A fragile beauty
A rest-a-while bench
invites horizon surfing
The promise of waves
The straight and narrow
beckons with solid promise
until the last step
A seabird’s footprints
on softening tidal sand
Temporary scars
On sunshone beaches
almost everyone hides
from the light they love
Happy New Year, Grasshoppers. Be kind to one another.