Purple skirts a twirl. On pretty ballerinas, Dancing in the wind.
Lost between the rocks, And yet, far from forgotten. Grow strong little one.
Colours flood the sky, Tendrils of dreams drift away. A new day begins.
One frangipani, Beneath the weak Winter sun. Sparkles and shimmers.
Fast, fleeting, and more Than ephemeral beauty. Dewdrop diamond dust.
Stoic sentinels, Bare lava from ancient times. Repurposed nature.
volvereespresso! I am not a connoisseur, But it was so good.
As the year begins, Embrace the joy of life, and Behold its wonder. May your skies be always blue, And may all your dreams come true.
Communication. Is it a breakdown, or a Marvellous success?
Poised here on the edge, The lone surfer contemplates. Water, wind, and waves.
In the middle there, Behind the unfurled petals. Lurks a tiny star.
Three more days till new. The waning crescent shows, a Narrow band of light.
A chilly promise, Lurking there beyond the pines. Winter solstice moon.
Little sandy spheres, Dug and tumbled down below. Pushed up through a hole.
“Yum, yum, in my tum!” Said the spider to the bug. (Glad I’m not so small.)
Turquoise waters lap, The virgin white sandy shore. Summer bliss and more.
Sun burnt edges speak, Of heat and death, failing bloom. Be optimistic!
There’s no witty haiku to accompany my photo today, just sombre thoughts for those who have suffered lose following devastating bushfires in Western Australia’s south west.
Is that you and me? Soaring free above it all. Graceful and carefree.
Florets turn to seeds, Standing poised against the wind. Life begins again.
Day turns into night. Dreamy coffee coloured silk – Dancing dying light.
Cracks appear, slow the Water drips, dissolving rocks. Crystal time capsules.
Star light, star bright, the Only star I see tonight. See you tomorrow.
Far across the plain, A red rock and yellow dwarf. Sandstone and star light.