evening cool
the beachcomber’s
cloudy eyes
evening cool
the beachcomber’s
cloudy eyes
moonspill
on the welcome mat
an old friend’s boots
snow on snow
all the things
we keep hidden
first kite
learning to read
the wind
the last trawler
leaves the harbour
moonlight quivers
final departure
after the contrail
starlight
talking done
the dregs of friendship
in our mugs
inner city building
a canvas of honeysuckle
climbs the graffiti
wild mushrooms
all the shades
of autumn clouds