All the lights on

In the kitchen

Mum is cooking tea.

All the white moths

At the screen door

Please don’t let them in

When you go.

Lie beneath jacaranda

On a warm October night

Miles away in my backyard

I will watch window-light.

Voices come like the waves

On a low inland breeze

Miles away in my backyard

Perfect night, purple tree.

A goodbye party

Streamers

In girlish colours.

I feel like I am the hero

Hero

Before

I go.

Underneath jacaranda

On a warm October night

Miles away in my backyard

I will watch window-light.

Voices come like the waves

On a low inland breeze

Miles away in my backyard

Perfect night, purple tree.

All the lights on

In the kitchen

Mum is cooking tea.

I am standing

Outside the screen door

Please don’t let me in

When I return.

In the month of jacaranda

On a warm October night

I will hold my brother’s hand

He will see the window light

Voices come like the waves

On a low inland breeze

Miles away in my backyard

Underneath a purple tree.