Fires everywhere ..

Fires everywhere

horizons blanked out by smoke.

Never thought I

hater of cold as I am

would suddenly long for snow.

Stopping to photograph ...

Below the big jacaranda in the schoolyard, loud boys play cricket.

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Stopping to photograph the jacaranda, I forget you are dead.

Spring haiku

Oh!
the bougainvillea –
purple splash

tendrils
reach from the vine
seeking

drab trees
brighten overnight –
new blooms

Nearly Ready

‘I’m nearly ready,’ she says,

‘to wear my Ugg boots outdoors.’

(I think she refers to the extreme cold,

but) her words have me discover:

I’m either eccentric or daring!

I open ...

I open my door to a cool clear morning – the mountain carved, sharp-edged.

Blooming ...

Blooming in sub-tropic winter: geraniums with deep red petals.

Late afternoon light ...

Late afternoon light.

Schoolchildren, bags on their backs,

begin traipsing home.