Mr Nobody – an anonymous poem
Autumn: a short poem by Frida A Phillips
A poem celebrating jacaranda trees
The king parrots have returned to the Blue Mountains, working their way through trees bearing fruit. Recently I arrived home to find half a dozen of them picking off the small fruit on a plum tree. They are bold in colour and temperament, and are … Continue reading King Parrots, A Poem by Alan Gould
Suburban Song by Elizabeth Riddell: a poem
Have you enjoyed a Blue Mountains sunset recently?
What is autumn like in your part of the world?