Poem 722

Dawn rises
magpie songs unite
the Gum trees.

2671

high moon
the dart of squirrels
to the kid’s treehouse

2670

high moon
on the pollen sparkles
of an after-rain

2669

airing father’s suit
our shadows
return the touch

2668

the soft twinkles
of moonshine
our watered lawn

2667

idle traffic–
the leaves of the late autumn
passing by

2666

regatta
the river’s bend
zigzaged with sails

2665

windjammer sails
red ballons
in the sunset harbour

2664

the river forks
from the left hand side
honking calls of the geese

2663

the sparrow’s bird bath
the rest of our garden
in shadows