Category: Poetry

Cars splashing as they crawl Buses groaning to their stops Pink, green and blue hair Sculptured and molded Cafe lattes…

A roar from the engine The ocean beneath White crests, blue ripples pushing the shore Propelled into a mist of…

He drove a ute Built a seat in the back Wind in our hair Not a care in the world…

People rushing to their seats Splashes in puddles left from rain Ferries sounding departure horns Buses coming and buses going…