sunflowers
and a new neighbour
waving
5/1/10
the wind chimes are up
boxes out of the living room
bit by bit new home
7/1/10
mountains
from every window
thick with trees
******
outside the pane
a pair of lizards
stopped for gazing
11/1/10
in the hottest hours
even the ants
are still
14/1/10
clouds piled
on each other
on treetops
15/1/10
kookaburra
through the kitchen window
looks us over
butcher bird
on the veranda
nods its head
22/1/10
‘My life has begun,’
he writes, moving out of mine —
someone else’s son.
****************
lightning out there
the edge of the cyclone
rattling the dark
28/1/10
I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')
These poems are works in progress and may be updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.
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