Poem 6139

high moon

how alert the frog pond

to the firefly‘s light

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Poem 6138

high moon

the bag-lady‘s old pram

turning round the corner

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Poem 6137

high moon

reading her letter

my cigarette‘s glow

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Poem 6136

high moon

last train home

how my face looks looking out

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Poem 6135

high moon

the dart of squirrels

to the kid‘s tree house

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Poem 6134

high moon

a defect notice

behind the windscreen‘s ice

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Poem 6133

high moon

a river runs-off

with the mountain

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Poem 6132

high moon

apple falls turning

the air to cider

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Poem 6130

eucalypti –

following me to the lyrebirds

breaths of cool air

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Poem 6129

eucalypti –

under the new bark

the moth grub – scribbles

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