Poem 635

Summer wind chimes
the fireflies spinning
around the night air.

Poem 619

Piebald cat
caught slinking past
our games in the pool.

Poem 603

Flood-lights
the lake and sky
the same full moon. .

Poem 587

Dawn opens
another magpie tenor
underneath the lead.

Poem 571

Apple tree budding …
last year
hair to pull a comb through.

Poem 555

Jogging slower
under the flowering Gums
that sing with cicadas.

Poem 539

Paddling up river …
a horse ponders
and returns to drink.

Poem 523

A bright sunbeam
in the eucalypt
where the butterflies mate.

Poem 507

A scatter of clouds,
silver-edged
fruit bats across the moon.

Poem 491

Ripe corn rustles
turn me around
to the scarecrow.