Parked under a tree;
the bees on my bonnet seek
jacaranda blooms.
Buzz
Hazy
Sunset’s all a blur,
the heavens are falling through:
sharp turns on a plane.
Fly in, fly out
Going coast to coast
living life on the edges
never belonging.
Give way
Wander round-about,
give way to scorching summer
and jacarandas.
Wonder
The leaning tower:
Adelaide’s summer wonder,
jacaranda blooms.
The Chaos Within 