This week’s Poet’s Corner features poems from Colleen Keating and Richard Clarke.
by Colleen Keating
These words are not about the sea
its white froth spraying wildly
into a silver sky and yesterday
shining with the glint of gems
their twinkle tapping my forever breath.
A sea that swirls at the rock edge
undermining the cliff grain by grain
sometimes rock by rock
that takes greedily and some days
gives, a shy curl to the beach at my feet.
They are about the days of this past week
elusive as the scuttling mud crabs, at my feet.
by Richard Clarke
Shoulders slumped at the wheel while
stars illuminate the road ahead,
across the dry paddocks lie
the lights of the homestead.
Sprawled across the cracked back seat
twin sons verge on slumber,
drained by the shouts and shoves
of a company of cousins.
Carrying the boys indoors
their parents share a smile,
celebrate a rare day’s delight
amid long slow months of drought.
Colleen Keating and Richard Clarke are members of Sydney’s Pennant Hills Poets Group. Bio notes for them can be found with their previous Poet’s Corner appearances on 14 March and 28 February.
Readers’ original and unpublished poems of up to 40 lines can be emailed, with postal address, to [email protected]. Submissions should be in the body of the email, not as attachments. A poetry book will be awarded to each accepted contributor.