Sunday, May 15, 2011


insects rise up
from the pasture
autumn moon

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Bushwalk Haiku

just you and I mosquito
sharing last night's Vodka

it winks--
sun behind
rustling leaves

in front of hills bending--
a thousand trees
and I looking

distant creek--
a strange edible plant
perhaps

bush walk--
slushes of the water bottle
steady, then gone

rising
on the path home
the same grass

only birdsong
only trees
strategically taking a piss

autumn river
this time
my heart floods

Friday, April 22, 2011

Petrichor


Petrichor (PET-ri-kuhr) noun

The pleasant smell that accompanies the first rain after a dry spell

From Greek petros- (stone) + ichor (the fluid that is supposed to flow in the veins of the Gods in Greek mythology)

lull
of the
first rain
after a dry
spell procures
a suspense like
no other its silence
calms the exhaustion of
hysterical trees shrugging
off draught its scent lingers
between blackberry lanes that
bear their chests to the drizzle
its arrival breathes most sweet
lullabies of Gaia... a gushing
finger to her thirsty lips:
hush now sleep...
shhhh

Monday, April 18, 2011

New Farm Park Haiku



http://anotherlostshark.com/2011/04/19/new-farm-park-ginko-lee-anne-davie-vuong-pham/

Work Life Could Be Worse

life could be worse is all I can say
when you come and complain
to me about that nasty
person at work
next time
think
of
being
stuck in
some cockpit of
a spaceship whereby
there is no gravity or coffee
only a monkey and shit like that


Sunday, April 17, 2011

Strange Trees

what
extreme
solitude as
we listen to
the deepening
quiet of the very
trees themselves
talk in corrugated
sunlight voices that
leaves stitch maybe
I am mad for the voices
and oozing saps beckon me
from the silence of the park
bench urging me to walk on
fields of water where the
rising river touches fossil
logs shifting back to a
time where trees
sung before
metals or
money
for I
hear
voices
hum
from
growth
rings of
ancients
as I follow
a summer sun
until it arched over
continents and seas as I
stared until she turned her eyes away

Writer's Block

look
through
books of past
poets before my
twentieth century time
now at modern times as a
writer lesser that of a street
fighter cos at my age back then
I would have worked in a factory
by now selling goods to my enemies
of a nation that prided itself on patriotism
but switch back to a time where more
mental conditions are prevalent
my mind hides the word as I
continue to engage in play
of hide and seek that
word but shit I
had lost my
thoughts
now

Saturday, April 16, 2011

New Farm Park Haiku

extreme solitude
listening to
trees talking

silly roses
just forgive
the annoying bees

the river has glistened
long enough
for the summer house windows

must be growing old--
polite chatter
at the wedding party

park bench
if only you could see
what I see

ripening fruit
forgive me
I took your virginity

public toilet
I am not compelled
to flush

Saturday, April 9, 2011

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