The Doberman’s walk
dragging our neighbour
… her quick wave.
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Poem 1111
Sundial garden
no moon yet, but the white roses
gently glow.
Poem 1127
Eucalypt trees
speckled on the sundial
the start of the day.
Poem 1144
In the mirror
her mother brushing
long blonde hair.
Poem 1160
Mirrors
on the morning dew
the peach tree it fell from.
Poem 1176
Mirrored
pirouettes of the old dancer
past the theatre windows.
Poem 1192
Reading late …
across the mirror
sudden headlights.
Poem 1210
Southern Cross
on the mirrored side
of the lake.
Poem 1226
Bathroom mirror
his apology’s rose
on the toothpaste shelf.
Poem 1242
Lime summer dress
Laurel twirls herself
in the long mirror.
