Category: poetry

hai’ku

Full moon over the neighbour’s chimney
Orion reaches
for a slam dunk.

summer sport

After a busy evening
listening to cicada orchestras
and dancing with
                grasshoppers
through the weeds,
the cat comes home.

He sniffs the bowl of kibble
then looks up, looks
dissatisfied, as if to say,
“dried cat food’s
                just
                  not
                    cricket.”

dry’ku II

Strappy sandals;
at every step
my toes launch grasshoppers.

dry’ku

Lizard
trickles across concrete:
memory of water

 

Wind skitters leaves
across the yard. They crumble
to sand-coloured dust.

 

Honeysuckle drapes
overflowing wheelie bins:
summer-scented air.