The dream

a lush golf court with a row of fern trees in the sun and shadows from nearby trees on the ground — Grindlewald Village resort, Tasmania

Shadow beyond reach,
creeping behind you for life—
childhood ambitions.

Home ground

a leafless tree with its brances spread out

Every branch a home—
corellas, galas, magpies:
a family tree.

Human trash

Wooden sculpture of a pelican with discarded bottles and drink cans in its mouth. — Sculpture in the Queen Victoria Museum and Gallery, Launceston, Tasmania

Waddling by the shore,
scooping up crushed cans, bottles—
a pelican feasts.

Elite retreat

Photo of an artificial lake with water plants with a view of fern trees and holiday cottages in the distance. As seen from a golf course within the resort. Grindelwald Village, Tasmania — A holiday resort in Grindelwald Village, Tasmania

Idyllic photos,
holiday in the resort;
far from natural.

Seeking

Photo of a full moon as seen over some fern trees at night.

Looks straight through my soul,
the iris of an eagle’s eye;
questioning full moon.