Ron C. Moss

Lorraine Haig

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cloud break
a strawberry moon above
the boulder field            

 

 

fog tendrils cling            

to the snow gums

 

 

disappearing tarn

all the blue shades

of cool water

 

 

fagus viewing

a tumble of gold

down the ridge

  

 

a flame robin hops on

the stone viaduct

 

 

between shadows

a tiger snake curled

in a pool of sun