
Nest on my garden
tiny egg nestled within—
mulch keeping it cool.

Nest on my garden
tiny egg nestled within—
mulch keeping it cool.

I watch the gums be,
embracing the cloudless sky,
owning their country.

A broken red rose
bleeds all over my front yard—
spring breeze pays homage.

Evergreen patches;
no human being in sight—
winter on the beach.