The mid-autumn light

leaves are falling
yet autumn sunshine restores
paradise inside

Enlightened

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lightness of body
being eased by autumn’s balm
the soft tread of fall

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Autumn is my favourite time of year in Melbourne Au.

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It’s a rainy day, Jimi

images, from clouds
seen, here in my coffee cup
there, when drawn in

It is actually fine here today; just dreaming away

Melbourne – art, sport and culture capital of Australia

a corkscrew of cloud
pulls out a fine vintage day
drama in the air

Is that silvery spot a full moon, a balloon or what?

Breezy

leaves brush stroke the sky
like artists in residence
root and branch beauty 

Japanese garden Hamilton

the sun hides in clouds
shadows loiter in the eaves
pond presents still life

Waking thought

red and green foliage 
nature's radiant bounty 
summary delight 

Summer has more-or-less settled-in in Melbourne Au

Winter drama

desperate fingers
crave warmth from a listless sky
seasonal neglect

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A rewording for the northern hemisphere winter solstice

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Summer reminiscence

winter memory 
stripes of frost across the lawn 
the sun brings out green

Melbourne Au one mid-winter morn

Spring water

iced wind anarchy
hard rain wallows in excess
sunshine in rehab

Climate change of some kind seems to be affecting us all over the world

Culture cliff note:
Sunshine is an improving suburb of Melbourne.  Whilst it's got a lot going for it, the Goodmigrations web site says it 'has a high violent crime rate and a high property crime rate for Melbourne'.  At a guess, drug related.

Receptive gums

a gentle sunrise
gum leaves droop contentedly
fore taste of summer

Sunday 6 Nov. ’22:-
a glorious morning in Melbourne Au

Nature’s rosary

grace notes of nature
the sun, a pilgrim through clouds
a rose petaled sky

Originally titled:
The pantheist’s rosary
_{Photo by James Wheeler
Pexels.com}

Inspired by Carl Setzer's 
Sunlight and Clouds
23/09/23

Floral confusion

winter’s been hot wired
blossoms slap dance in the sun
the wind ~~~ it stays cold

Journey to Dja Dja Wurrung

step into my heart
chilled by Europe’s beauties
yearning yet for gums

Daylesford Lake Vic.

Dja Dja Wurrung is the indigenous name for Daylesford and surrounds. The area was radically transformed by the 1850s gold rush and ongoing annexation of indigenous land for agriculture, the settlement of European migrants and the development of industries. The scale of destruction of native bush and people was vast and brutal.

Cemeterycal

dark autumn sky looms
birds caw, sound bouncing off stone
morbid atmosphere