no goodbyes
but we had months of Sundays and
forever ago.

Ian Row

"We'll miss you heaps, Bounce"

traffic lights changing
mad dashing against the red
roadkill wannabes

Kenton Penley Miller

Last night's yellow moon

last night's yellow moon
coquettish, her face behind
laced curtains of cloud

Ian Row

My tears from heaven

If nothing else, think
of me when you see, hear, feel
and smell the raindrops.

Natalie Au

On Sydney Harbour
pleasure craft must give way to
us manly fairies.

Chris Gill

Everyday scenes
on your way to the airport
seem precious and new.

Chris Gill