Outlines of dark trees,
colours of a fading day—
an after-work high.
Drunk
Tag: Adelaide
Promise
On the horizon,
hovering, a band of hope—
of good tomorrows.
Past
I face history,
the grand and once glorious—
its novelty gone.
Expectation
Orange horizon:
dying day rekindles hope,
our future looks bright.
Sun
Soaking up the sun,
first almonds of the season,
stroll in the garden.
The Chaos Within 