she has her back to us
her neck, bare feet mid-stride
house girl / nymph / Primavera / PR goddess
turned to reconsider some old weed Continue reading
poetry
O beautiful day
Seriously, there’s still so much to do
winter snows, my joints ache,
eyes too (I’ve a list). Continue reading
Friday favourites
Yes, I know it’s not Friday but there’s a few gems for you… Continue reading
The sound of mowing
I
rises from the back blocks and playing fields Continue reading
this…
Rewilding – a haibun
…yesterday on the radio, the 6.00 am news. Continue reading
Indeterminacy
It’s lightening in the east
but night’s still close. Continue reading
Sleepless
the Jiminy on my sill
mezzo to the choir Continue reading
The Grand Spectacular
(on receiving my new glasses in the mail this last Thursday)
Gently placed by transient seraphim
the focus snaps and pops – the citrus grove, Continue reading
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