mares’ tails
loping down the road
holding my hat
Robyn Braithwaite
a layer of dust on the old gelding’s bridle sun-bleached pastures
Jennifer Sutherland
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mangroves
the muddy wave
of a red claw
Glenys Ferguson
warm front
the pelican smell
of wet concrete
Nathan Sidney
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after the deluge
my garden
a bel canto of frogs
Pip Griffin
twilight—
curled kindling hangs
from a manna gum
Jo McInerney
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summer holidays
visiting the cousins
who live in woop woop
M Faz
damp morning
overcast skies hang
over the hills hoist
Julie Thorndyke
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the art of stretching
a master class
from the cat
Simon Hanson
friday night fish ‘n’ chips
the constant slap
of plastic door strips
Robyn Cairns
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Boxing Day
a patchwork of coloured sails
on the harbour
Keitha Keyes
Merri Merri Creek
unrolling his prayer mat
under a river red gum
Louise Hopewell
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