New Growth

After the rain Sunshine feels like fairy dust The Murraya trees offer flowers  to the clouds that drift above  White petals fall to the mud Creating a carpet for ants to tip toe across Out in the paddocks Florescent grass creeps higher  And in the garden Even the thorny rose tendrils softens in ruby buds 

Replay

A sticky lint roller Around and around The events of the day Wound and collected Carefully selected For the delectation of the mind One more rewind Let’s play this Again Behind closed eyes In the dark and depths Regurgitated rubbish Surfaces Air pockets bubbling Troubling Joyful Sad The glimpse of another’s bowed shoulders This one’s […]