Public poems
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Syncarpia glomulifera (Turpentine Tree)
By Dimitra Harvey
You’ve grown straight up out of stone
on this slope of forest, this ledge
of what’s left. In spring, the climbing sun -
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Dwarf Eureka Lemon
By Darrell Coggins
The air is cold,
probing clouds smudge the sky. -
Beyond the Gate
By Alexandra Geneve
There is a
secret patch of soil
that sinks beneath -
Hydrangeas
by J V Birch
The hydrangeas are gossiping again.
I watch crowds of tightly permed heads -
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Trees
By kv adams
we watch through unveiled windows willing her to wake up sun does his bit and butcherbird chortles before that moment comes her good morning to us lucky bamboo
in his new vase -
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Dazed, Clone and Cape Beach Daisies
By Marie Dustmann
Dazed
Half-dazed by winter sun -
Mulberry Massacre
By H.C Lucas
Azaleas pop
under a mauve meander,
where the blackened Mulberries -
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mind flowers
by Acacia Stevenson
If you let roots grow inside you
flowers will grow in your mind, -
Memorabilia
by John Bartlett
My father comes to me from a garden overgrown with roses
He called his roses 'circus roses'; but I never heard anyone else call them that. -
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Surveillance
by Heather Farmer
I peer through telephoto lens
across the dark face of a rainforest pond -
Daintree Pine
By Laurie Trott
And there, unexpected, unheralded, you explode
modestly in nurtured vigor, not stationed with the Jurassic herd -
Disservice to the environment
By Jahin Tanvir
The smoke signal swept towards the sky,
like solemn stars swimming in a lifeless lustre. -
The Green Moon
by Raymond Wittenberg
Should you ever grow the moon green make it tulips, a thick blanket of red, purple, yellow and blue flowers for each of the moon's stages and then white for the brightest night of the month.
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A Forget-Me-Not Secret
She comes and whispers
into my mind's inner ear
Telling me a secret,
which only I can hear -
eros – inclemency
by Elaine Long
Wet and glossy under the sun's forecasted shadow:
a fistful of broken feelings
