Poem 475

Summer’s end
the unsung cicadas too
beginning to die.

Poem 459

Reading my novel
neighbours move out…
next door moves in.

Poem 443

Lukewarm
sunshine reaching
the lily-pad’s roots.

Poem 427

Rain near
a rainbow rings
the half moon.

Poem 411

Neighbour’s son
our strawberry side
of the fence.

Poem 395

Snow-fed falls
waters breaking
the birth of a river.

Poem 379

Patio winds
pruning the bonsai too
of autumn leaves.

Poem 362

Waterwheels
sipping wine by the pond
with Laurel.

Poem 346

Saw mill town
slowly growing Pines
in the pot-holes.

Poem 330

The impatient tot’s
foil wrapped
Easter egg.