Melbourne late winter,
sometimes, sunny bright blue sky. 
Wildflowers attract birds
​2017

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grey skies drift apart
sun-rays travel to my eye
oh! it is so bright

2017

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my skis on, I swift
over a fern half-buried
crackling beneath ice

2017

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on our picnic rug
a tiny snow-mouse, twitches
sparkling laughter

2017

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strawberry moon held
on the road ahead, cars
travelling home 

2019

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this sphere of a moon
promising, spins me closer
silken spiderweb

2019

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coolness in the air
under a dappled grey sky
goslings sleep

2019