Poem 121

Rainbow lorikeets leave
the sugar-gum breeze…
a feather floats.

Poem 105

Below sound
but the bull-ants have found
the fallen fledgling.

Poem 89

Kindergarten gate
a heart cries
a heart dies.

Poem 73

Dim subway
young police
half bent over the bag-lady.

Poem 57

Fallen sugar-gum
almost forgotten by the earth
being bathed in moonshine.

Poem 809

first light
turning me the shadow
in the shade.

Poem 777

grandchild
with the wind-chimes smiling
ear to ear
.

Poem 761

Rain steams off…
the picket wood fence
becoming grey.

Poem 745

Orange dawn…
all the breakfast juice
I can swallow.