Stones

A littoral meditation.  Birds wheeling Breakers.crashing Foam hissing, Sky reflections At my feet a puffer fish, Shriveled by the sun, Rests beside a shapely stone Still life set in sand. Pebbles strewn by ebbing tide holes where tiny sand crabs hide Seaweed fronds Driftwood dragon Footprints in the sand. * * * * *   Advertisements

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Sunsets

It has been quite some time since I blogged, travel and the holiday season having claimed my attention. Among the many photographs I have taken recently (photography being my latest obsession), sunsets have given me the most pleasure. There is something about the transcendent colours, the illuminated clouds, and the restful sense that day is … More Sunsets

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Waiting

It’s been a little while since I blogged. As a matter of fact, I’m in a holding pattern at the moment, poised on the edge of I know-not-what. I’m making a bit of jewellery, fiddling about with sketch pads and adding notes to the outline of my next novel, but there is no defined path, … More Waiting

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Morning

   The world is silent,         yet I hear          sporadic twittering of birds.     distant echo of the Sydney train –          warning whistle blasts,            the officious clattering of  rails.      Meaning is everywhere,                                                      each mote a swirling cosmos.                                                A sudden flash of sunlight                                                      gilds the leaves outside my window                                                Weeping cherry                                                      laughing at the dawn.

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Poetry

Autumn – my garden HOMECOMING How strange it is coming home to oneself after all this time. to find that there is time enough and more to do the things I love having first relinquished the requirement to achieve. the richness of days – not worrying how many may remain – each hour full of … More Poetry

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