Lush Jacaranda
Branches move like peacock plumes
Squally autumn winds
Eva Brookes
Liberals are evil,
And Labor has lost its way,
Let's vote for The Greens.
James Von Sutekh
Jericho - ghostly
Oak and faded photographs.
One rusted gravesite.
Catherine Austin
Wanna see my snake?
Dude has a Diamond python!
Not on the first date.
Ian Row
Warbling red bird
Suit of snow upon your back
Rise and shake away
Annie Jeffries
My nose and his foot
Two cripples in Charles Street
Looking for our bin...
Catherine Austin
"B"
Hung the moon and stars,
I know he did! And if not...
he was in on it
Jeff Patterson
Voices in her head
This is why she plays music
Someone else's song
Ian Row
The rival returns
Pushes buttons, flicks switches
A circuit breaker
Ian Row
So many "seers,"
so few "likes" - luckily, I
love my every line
Jeff Patterson
proof read all haikus
an extra syllable makes
a pretty poem
April Norcross
41 outside
Inside it's like a resort
Day at the office
Ian Row
o despicable
self indulgent creature who
tries to sell me things
April Norcross
living and dying
every breath - inhale, exhale
live and let limbo
Dawn Mok and Ian Row
It's a school night but
I know how you like to live
dangerously
Ian Row
Winter, north or south?
Both unloved - still, I'd rather have
Yellow grass than snow
Jeff Patterson
Perth airport bustle
Rested but eager for home
FIFO for Xmas
Jason Rostant
Under my skin, your
finger as an antenna
sparks my yearning soul
Spudnik Nebulanut
Stone-handed partners
Sing north of the horizon
Music but a breath
Spudnik Nebulanut
10.43pm ~
Last bus 10pm
Screw you, suburbia!
Not even a cab
10.52pm ~
Rain stops, I walk home
careful not to step on snails
crossing the pavement.
11.08pm ~
This will mend my back
unfold my crumpled body
placate the tetchy spine
Ian Row
melaleuca blooms
plain jane recasts herself
shiny honeyed summer
Ian Row
no crusty baguettes
most people don't dig hard bread
gourmet delusion
Ian Row
form versus function
perfect bound or saddle stitch
that is the question
Ian Row
oh michael jackson!
in nineteen-eighty I would
have spent time with you.
Jeanne Frayne
