It’s like you dissected me, exposed me, beginning with the heart and slowly working backward through the ribs, the dermis Your idea of love is a poem you’ll never write. then outward leaving notes in my skin with your scalpel and delete line after line…

Poem 20 Nature and Man   Skipping across smooth tiles like an ordinary day outside amongst the trees and blades of grass This black bird didn’t care about mall rules and people staring at his brassiness and skill thinking how the hell did he get…

I love the walk ,along revegetated cliffs looking out towards an ancient rocky island, I could be a thousand miles from any where, snakes, koalas, wallabies live in this corridor, gums and banksias keep the road hidden but soon I come to wooden paths, stairs…

Crack in the sidewalk, doesn’t take much, just a single root with a sturdy touch. Golden yellow Against a bleak landscape Green leaves against grey concrete.

36 years ago, was it that long? We married the year before and lived the blue. Apartment, that is. The long shag carpet, countertops, and walls, All royal blue. We were happy there, on our own. So I potted plants, hung them in the light…

High above As the world sleeps   She shines her light Over the human race In light, and in love   Clouds drape like silk Over her full bussom   Darkness shrouds Her lonely heart Her sun, her love World’s apart   Evolving through revolutions…

I want to plant pine trees On the edge of the ball field so students see the sky Instead of the prison On the valley below I want to plant mighty oaks In the potholes of my street Sometimes, to alert drivers And sometimes to…

Decrepit buildings strangled with ivy, leaking roofs where water creeps in, then dries, and rots plaster and splinters wood to fray. I welcome the ruin of civilization’s structures, I secretly applaud the falling of the rain. Sidewalks fractured by roots writhing beneath the concrete, Shoots…