A Hundred Gourds 3:4 September 2014

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the river landing
where we often fished
with lowered voices …
listening to the calls of birds
wind in the reeds

space Simon Hanson - Australia
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  in afternoon sun
dandelions pervade
the river bank
your life coloured
by the splendour of words

space Gavin Austin - Australia
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we read poetry
in the forest
scent of rain-soaked earth,
rustle of sunlit grass

space Kathy Kituai - Australia
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a little gem
this Treasure Island
gold embossed on leather …
my son and I sail
into chapter four

space Simon Hanson - Australia
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  my one
and only wing
a white sail
splitting the wind
into pelican dreams

space Debbie Strange - Canada
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    a stone angel
steps down
from her pedestal –
the burden of wings
others want her to wear

space Jenny Ward Angyal - USA
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