sandstone cliffs
somewhere across the valley
shrouded in mist
Ross Coward
first frost—
wood smoke drifting
above the cemetery
Earl Livings
wet season
almost as dry
as the dry
Gregory Piko
a patina of rust
the upturned wheelbarrow
on barren earth
Gwen Bitti
hopes fade
rain clouds pass
without spilling a drop
Wendy Churchill
Echidna Tracks 