Sunday, April 17, 2011

Letter to Di

Birds sing.
Dog barks.

Flies
arrive
depart.

Bottle brush red
splashes
in the pool.

Sun love bites
my neck -
tea bags sink
wrecked
in a milky sea.

I lie
naked
sun soaked.

Dog sings the blues.
Invisible neighbour
whistles
creaks his shed
rust roof
green door.
Plays Triple J.

cabbage moths cross flight paths
an ant spell checks my page
the washing machine insists
no time to play

Sky colour -
Uplift Me Blue.
Outside.
Today.

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