A selection from the 1998 issues of paper wasp

    beneath the jacaranda purple wind scattered
    Janice M. Bostok
    lovemaking mother's chiming clock counting the strokes
    Janice M. Bostok
    indian temple saffron flutters from adjacent petrol station
    Janice M. Bostok
    cat carries his tail high to the feed dish
    Janice M. Bostok
    dripping towards
     pond's surface reflection
     welcome swallow
     flits away as I from
     my own mirrored image
    Janice M. Bostok
    Old People's Home
     holding the hands
     that used to make my clothes
    Carla Sari
    The cat's blue eyes
     follow the butterfly
     lazily...
    Cecily Stanton
    Are you in love, snail?
     You move in such a hurry
     this moonlit night. (for Issa)
    Cecily Stanton
    Through the darkness
     an ancient energy throbs
     didgeridoo
    Cecily Stanton
    catching
     the sun
     lemons
    Patricia Prime
    reading your letter
     and morning coffee
     warms my hands
    john knight
    three buttons down
     white softness
     of her breasts
    john knight
    blood draining
     from a grey sky into
     this red sea
    john knight
    This moon
     dragging the clouds
     and my shadow
    john knight
    brushing leaves
     from the inscription
     the old man pauses
    Jean Rasey
    orange mouth agape
     a frilled lizard guards my gate
     no mail today
    Jean Rasey
    homing pigeon
     in my hands
     the warmth the heartbeat
    Jean Rasey
    all the way
     down the hill cicadas
     tuning up
    Jacqui Murray
    between earth and sky
     one bird and the curve
     of the horizon
    Jacqui Murray
    winter sun
     trees and cat
     at full stretch
    Jacqui Murray
    one leaf
     on the forest floor
     reflecting the moon
    Jacqui Murray
    on this beach
     sunwindwater touch
     your breasts
    Ross Clark
    jacaranda blossom
     falls on fresh
     dog turd
    Ross Clark
    woman & rose inhaling each other
    Ross Clark
    before I bite
     a sticker to tell me
     apple
    Ross Clark
    early summer
     women's legs
     still white
    katherine samuelowicz
    in the check-out
     with her hand on his bum
     she claims possession
    katherine samuelowicz
    dog walks away
     in his bowl
     moon dances
    katherine samuelowicz
    waiting for you
     on the path
     leaf shadows lengthen
    katherine samuelowicz
    early spring rain
     around the corner
     a sunset
    Joan Davis
    tall mirror frame
     not quite square
     I lean
    Joan Davis
    just a bluetongue
     basking in the sun
     still adrenalin
    Cornelis Vleeskens
    on the front porch
     three different radios
     and the birds
    Cornelis Vleeskens
    a gentle swelling
     under the potter's hands -
     her new creation
    Sue Mill
    in flight
     wings opening and closing -
     a child's clapping hands
    Catherine Mair
    one poem -
     beyond the darkening garden
     a swamp hen calls
    Catherine Mair
    the stalker
     outside my garden gate -
     grey heron
    Gloria B. Yates
    upside down
     on the sofa
     reading chaos theory
    Gloria B. Yates
    a raindrop splashing
     ... the soft calligraphy
     of circles
    Giovanni Malito
    Glebe terraces -
     from under a frangipani
     the stench of cats
    Susan Stanford
    speeding clouds
     on the clothesline
     no breath of air
    Ernest J. Berry
    distant chimney
     the first wisp
     of winter
    Ernest J. Berry
    in the clean water only their shadows - jellyfish
    Lyn Reeves
    Braving the cold
     a lone smoker's cigarette
     braids the air
    Estelle Randall
    even the full moon
     hangs lopsided
     over my world
    Vi Mathieson
    faint shadow
     of the candle's flame -
     full moon
    Jim Kacian
    Industrial dusk.
     A building-site crane
     hoists the full moon
    Alan Wells
    home from hospital
     on my bed a truce
     between cat and dog
    Margaret Manson
    After the loving
     still
     confetti in her hair
    Sue Wilson
    I kiss my husband goodbye
     A toad
     Watches from the driveway
    Sue Wilson
    listening for your car
     above the howling wind
     sleep comes first
    Jane Williams