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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windblown sky
a contrail threads
the clouds together
Robyn Braithwaite
forked lightning . . .
the cockatoos’
sudden silence
Elaine Riddell
blackberry thorns
her mother
finally at peace
Helen McDonald
closed blinds
the weight of dust
on mum’s jewellery
Penny Szentkuti
Derwent storm
the sailboat skims
a patch of light
Ron C. Moss
winter afternoon
shadows follow
the tide out
Robyn Braithwaite
taking all
that we take for granted—
crown of thorns starfish
Mark Miller
flapping wings
on a driftwood perch—
plastic bag
Jenny Macaulay
fluke sighting
before another blue whale
disappears
M Faz
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late winter beach
the squeals of a toddler
meeting the sea
Robyn Braithwaite
her morning call . . .
I settle in
with a coffee
Robyn Braithwaite
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