Freedom

The world’s my oyster;
flying to every corner—
a life with borders.

Gateway

Old Venetian blinds,
gateway to the great outdoors
as limbs start to fail.

Perfectly portioned,
meticulously maintained;
garden plants don’t care.

We lie on the grass,

counting the faults in our stars—

till we stop counting.

Qantas Airlines, which calls itself The Spirit of Australia

Kangaroo hopping,
early at the crack of dawn—
the Aussie spirit.