Tuesday, 30 April 2013

April 30, 2013


Meowing cat wakes me.
Now I wake up sleeping cat.
The cycle repeats.

Monday, 29 April 2013

Sunday, 28 April 2013

April 28, 2013


Yellow orchid hangs
onto its pink centred blooms.
But soon they will drop.

Saturday, 27 April 2013

Friday, 26 April 2013

April 26, 2013


Waves falling over
seaweed covered rocks in Ross
Bay make calming sounds.

Thursday, 25 April 2013

April 25, 2013


Tulips drooping down,
spilling their brightly coloured
petals on sideboard.

Wednesday, 24 April 2013

April 24, 2013


Sea ducks dive down and
resurface, breaking the calm
of the glass-like sea.

Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Monday, 22 April 2013

Sunday, 21 April 2013

April 21, 2013


Running by the sea
while the sun and rain play games.
I keep on breathing.

Saturday, 20 April 2013

Friday, 19 April 2013

April 19, 2013


Like big green marbles
my cat’s eyes stare intently.
Then he turns away.

Thursday, 18 April 2013

April 18, 2013


It’s grey and cloudy,
but inside my house I have
bright, cheery flowers.

Wednesday, 17 April 2013

April 17, 2013


Many tulips in
the garden, yellow, red, and
pink with black centres.

Tuesday, 16 April 2013

Monday, 15 April 2013

April 15, 2013


Mounds of spring bulbs bloom
by the old green picket fence.
Soon they’ll fade away.

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Saturday, 13 April 2013

Friday, 12 April 2013

April 12, 2013

Amaryllis blooms
a striking red and white and
steals the show at home.

Thursday, 11 April 2013

April 11, 2013


Christmas cactus must
be confused by the light, as
it blooms away now.

Wednesday, 10 April 2013

April 10, 2013


Breakers crashing in
on Clover Point, as seagulls
dance on the strong wind.

Tuesday, 9 April 2013

April 9, 2013


Sweet spring smells waft through
the air as I walk down the
street in the morning.

Monday, 8 April 2013

April 8, 2013


Seagulls calling out.
Melancholy sound outside
my window. They fly.

Sunday, 7 April 2013

Saturday, 6 April 2013

April 6, 2013


Moss Street is filled with
cherry blossoms falling to
the ground like pink snow.

Friday, 5 April 2013

Thursday, 4 April 2013

April 4, 2013


Crows combing the beach
for something to eat. They caw.
Rain falls quietly.

Wednesday, 3 April 2013

April 3, 2013


Walking through the spring,
smelling all of the blooming
flowers on the wind.

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

Monday, 1 April 2013

April 1, 2013


The first of the month
is a time for starting fresh,
leaving behind old.