Poppies
Poppies bought from a street stall one late winter lunch hour their closed bowed buds the...
See how these Iceberg roses
See how these Iceberg roses slip on the very limits of the lawn in the slight wind shifts ...
This three-cornered jack
This three-cornered jack and few things expose its candour in the grass. Amongst marshmallow, couch and wild...
A single milk thistle
A single milk thistle growing in the schoolyard. You push up here as a dull green tongue poking out of...
The North Terrace gardener
The North Terrace gardener claims as part of his uniform the inconspicuous green of lawn and trees. As part of...
Anzac Day - Lone Pine
Tall enough* and at the fullness of the season for ripe green cones to open in...
Beneath the War Memorial Shrine
Beneath the War Memorial Shrine earth has been planted out with red salvias. Now like crimson candles they swarm...
This is the soft brush
This is the soft brush with sky and land where colour fixes summer almost as an idyll...
Sour sobs smear
Sour sobs smear the once green morning hills. Warm yellow butter thick by afternoon...
Along this garden path
Along this garden path King Alfreds float in a cold mist of afternoon- the only sun. Each morning ...
