Poem 2109

dawn gathers
in the green of the trees
eyes open, blink

Poem 1622

Empty school yard
just the rubbish-bin calls
from the crows.

Poem 1466

Crowded bus
the tot showing the inspector
her rag-doll’s ticket.

2823

comb
hairs
becoming
sparse

2822

garden
Buddha’s
eternal
smile

2821

Father
carving
Sunday’s
roast

2820

kitten
circling
kitten’s
tail

2819

attic
doll
losing
face

2818

butter
fried
rainbow
trout

2817

grandpa
pushing
schoolgirl’s
swing