Subtly, yet screaming
of the spectrum that’s nature,
trees on my bike path.
As life
Tag: Canberra
Grounded
Kissing Mother Earth,
as grown up older child, trees,
attention seeking.
Summer light
As the sun comes out,
slumbering trees stretch awake,
clearing paleness; clouds.
Guides
Guardian angels,
towering tree lighthouses,
beacons for wildlife.
Sunset scenes
When the sun retreats,
out come dancing cicadas—
onto bikers’ eyes.
The Chaos Within 