Saturday, December 28, 2013

Outback Moods


flowers
even sprayed with cool water
cannot survive the filthy heat
of the outback




i toss the roses and gardenias
into the compost bin
put on the air con



i wonder how
Walter Leslie fFrench
who bought this place in 1910
survived 
and the countless other settlers
before him who called this home



 i dream of iced roses
ever year at this time
while you all complain
shivering in your boots



yesterday
i floated on my back
in the  pool partly covered
by a rusty tin roof and an electric blue sky





framed by giant cactus  and olives
with only the orange and black beetles
buzzing about in the still hush of midday






i  fell in love again
that habanera whistling
in my ears
but with me love is short lived


today i am dreaming of boots
trudging through squeaky fresh snow
log fires roasted chestnuts and crepes
ugg boots and mittens

and tomorrow
well
who knows