
Nature’s cheerleader:
waving red-green pom-poms high;
weeping bottlebrush.

Nature’s cheerleader:
waving red-green pom-poms high;
weeping bottlebrush.

Like cream atop pie,
little white dollops on trees—
spring is in the air.

The game is afoot:
lorikeets and humans race,
spring sun births a fruit.

Sparkling golden hour:
the sun folds in on itself;
red wine stain remains.

Cruising the runway,
waiting for life to take off—
dreamers on a plane.