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gaps

blue_bikethey all have
smart
phones and intense

powers of
deep
concentration;

worlds in their
palms,
friends on their mind

he rides a
plain
blue bicycle

picks up good
lengths
of string and wire

in case they
may
become useful


Image from seeker-of-revelation at deviantart
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under cypress leaves

under cypress leaves
soft breeze pushes riverward
– dancing points of light

.

beyond the river
city stains scarp-horizon-sky
– yellow fades to blue

.

wind-stuccoed water
under incandescent sun
– golden radiance

.

over golden sand
clear water rippling shoreward
bands of pollen grains

.

lone resting human
bicycle leans on park bench
tired eyes squint east

.

Matilda Bay sunrise

senryū sighs

the orchids are back
– yellow Caladenia
piercing spring-warm soil

.

an ocean away
long white clouds beckoning me
from a red desert

.

lasting brief moments
half seen faces of lovers
disturbing your dreams

.

another coffee
fragrant steam rising upwards
procrastination

.

nervous, I enter
the doctor prods and listens
recommends blood tests

.

lines traverse paper
a pattern of dark and light
from sunlight through blinds

.

a heart in silence
lonelier than the new moon
flickering through cloud

signs

tolimanI know a man in my street who
every night opens his front door
and wanders out into the night, where
the tense, crouching roar of the city is
mercifully interspersed with the
soothing hiss of wind-teased eucalypts
and gentle nocturnal songs of courtship.
Walking around his car, he checks
the windows and doors; satisfied in
its security, he steps out from under
the eaves, head up, searching the sky,
eyes drawn to bright Toliman and
Achernar, high in the southern sky.

He straightens his neck, lowering his
gaze to the east, to city lights lighting
up dusky, gold, on the waiting clouds.
As he secures his house once more,
in a silent farewell to the small creatures
of the night, I hope that, one day soon,
he finds the sign he seeks.

.

pull out

pull out
those headphones
the music sings and soothes
but the tree frogs
are calling softly in
the twilight and
you are walking
home
to the ones you love
.

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