K. R. (Joe) Massingham, AU

 

 

Free Verse   Poems   China Village Crocuses in Autumn A Himalayan guesthouse Jesse     China village   Pink buds cover trees Whitewashed house with red tiled roof small yellow flowers behind tall green bamboo fence grandmother sits at front door.     Crocuses in Autumn   Crocus heralds, journeying in a strange land, give ‘Good day’ to Autumn. Autumn, not recognizing them, breathes coldly on them. They bow their heads, think, longingly, of home.     A Himalayan Guesthouse   Some rooms recall Buddhist temples; you hear nothing but tinkling bells or slowly twirling rattles. Only now and then you hear a sigh, the last whisper of souls that die.     Jesse   Under the bush, against the fence, a dark shadow curls. He left it behind, in case I need someone to talk to in the morning.