#1079 - two poems - in afterfalls & territorial

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in afterfalls

 

a sky towards

leaf come too

and clearing

 

everyone shone

 

so sings sun

this one and only ours

 

come hurry

there’s all day to do

 

dog shaggy with it

possum climbs

 

all shake for the second shower

daylit in afterfalls

 

 

territorial

ambush, revenge

 

bright blade of a moment

say sting

draws attention

 

from nowhere

Pearl Harbour

 

ant like in their labours they were

 

in peace

time vasts

great distances just yesterday

but now

 

we come back with the poison

with a can of death

from our safe distancr

 

take cruel aim

 

take them all out

the village

this buzzing nest of assassins

 

last bright

they fall from their once so secret hiding

 

watch death with quiet satisfaction

I won’t say delight

 

I speak from my veranda

brush and pan for the paper wasps