Poem 196

Scarlet forest
sunset slanting
through the ghost gum leaves.

Poem 180

Debutante ball
with chrysanthemum
white smiles.

Poem 164

Shower mist
following her into
the frangipani scents.

Poem 148

The tide returns…
driftwood stays
breaking waves.

Poem 116

Antique shop
rings in the table top
showing the maple’s age.

Poem 132

Train whistles
the snow quiet town
closed for the night.

Poem 100

Telephone line
with the laughs of kookaburras
to something just heard.

Poem 84

Letter box
the post man straightens
the old girl’s fence.

Poem 68

Apple trees
saps drawing up a frost
from the fell earth.

Poem 613

Summer is fleeting
another cicada
at the end of its shrills.