waiting for sundown
my grandfather
and his dog
Tom Staudt
he wakes me
with a gentle touch
of his paw
Tom Staudt
we must stop
on every newsworthy tree
my dog and me
Tom Staudt
mum’s eightieth
she smiles . . . but her eyes
are light years away
Tom Staudt
open mic night
a pair of currawongs
steal the show
Tom Staudt
Christmas at Bondi
a sea of red
hats and skin
Tom Staudt
Echidna Tracks 