The leaning tower
of South Australian suburbs:
ancient eucalypt.
Author: N
Writer of all things, some of which are pretty good.
Oops
Weekend getaway;
driving into the sunset,
missing the exit.
Question
What’s the point of life
if you’re lighting others’ paths
yet not lighthearted?
Hail
Crisp autumn morning:
city under construction—
all cranes hail the sun.
Winter is coming
Gently a breeze blows,
creates waves on the ocean—
a city shivers.