a first glimmer
through aged lead light—
new dawn
Kent Robinson
old pin oak
draped in ivy . . .
a raven’s call
Madhuri Pillai
Continue readingAustralian Haiku
a first glimmer
through aged lead light—
new dawn
Kent Robinson
old pin oak
draped in ivy . . .
a raven’s call
Madhuri Pillai
Continue readingrest stop—
a country pub full
of g’days
Lorin Ford
below a dark cloud—
the long roots
of a pulled tooth
Rohan Buettel
reading Homer
dusk’s patina thick
on the olive trees
Nathan Sidney
spreading mortar
in a lemon scented breeze . . .
the bricklayer’s smile
Thomas Landgraf
the red faces
of Sturt’s desert pea
Uluru sunset
Lorraine Haig
red rain sunset
waterfalls on Uluru
pouring with light
Ron C. Moss
resort day six
frangipani blacken
in the stone bowl
Maurice Nevile
a cabbage tree shadow
swallowed
by the hillside shadow
Carole Harrison
grandpa’s plum tree
in its shade his grandson
savours the sweetness
Vanessa Proctor
soft drumbeats
as the service ends
a boy’s glance upward
Jo McInerney
reading the ode—
a rising sun glitters
on his slouch hat
Colleen Keating
luminous skies . . .
the wilting wildflowers
on a soldier’s grave
Samantha Sirimanne Hyde
first stars through the window the scent of wild jasmine
Mark Miller
boronia buds
a chink of moonlight
in the broken vase
Gavin Austin
a gate left open wind among the gravestones
Cara Bruar
bush grave
a droop of dandelions
in a jam jar
Jan Dobb