laying wreaths
a paper poppy plucked
by the breeze
Helen Ogden
autumn trees
how still each mourner
and their shadow
Rob Scott
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laying wreaths
a paper poppy plucked
by the breeze
Helen Ogden
autumn trees
how still each mourner
and their shadow
Rob Scott
Continue readingsummer holidays
visiting the cousins
who live in woop woop
M Faz
damp morning
overcast skies hang
over the hills hoist
Julie Thorndyke
Continue readingthe 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
Continue readinggiddying my mind swirl of summer swifts
Glenys Ferguson
Bunnings sunday
a different dog
down every aisle
Robyn Cairns
Continue readinga first glimmer
through aged lead light—
new dawn
Kent Robinson
old pin oak
draped in ivy . . .
a raven’s call
Madhuri Pillai
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