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
forest wind
across the track
shadows rumba
Marilyn Humbert
hanging low
among the fruit
boab moon
Maurice Nevile
seniors’ night
the last cicada
clears his throat
Desi Cochrane
red centre
all the colours
of Namatjira
Jennifer Sutherland
shifting camps
in endless war
sibling rivalry
Jahan Tyson
Kyneton café
a little girl serves
empty teacups
Wendy Purcell
all year
my favourite flower
china tea set
Judith E.P. Johnson
Metamorphosis—
from molten glass
an angel flies
Pip Griffin