Dawn’s light
sluicing colour
through the streets
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Zenku #589
In a new bed
do you dream
new dreams?
Zenku #588
Outside my night-washed
window the
silent light arrives
Zenku #587
Midnight lightning show
Its audience asleep
Thunder claps for encores
Zenku #586
‘Really?’ I hear
from a passing car
Travelling credulity
Zenku #585
Drops growing larger
I once caught a
shower this big
Zenku #584
Rainbow lorikeets in the
poinciana the more you
look the more you see
Zenku #583
New stairs for old
Old feet wearing them
up and down
Zenku #582
Prints in dried mud
Foot and paw
An earthed friendship
Zenku #581
A snail crosses
my path slowly
slowly I wait
Zenku #580
If toes could
speak would they
talk the walk?
Zenku #579
Yellow butterflies
ganging up on
the blue sky
Zenku #578
Crickets and geckos
shushing and tutting
after the storm
A Special Announcement
Fresh from the presses, and yesterday’s lovely event – small but significant, as they say in tiny places – a little poem to celebrate from our dear friend, Jodi.
Remembrance Day 2018
Lest we forget, friends.
