the clear southern sky
watching the star shooting away
whispering a wish
Category: stars
Sea Stars
Moving into the night,
looking to the light of the moon.
Many colours the sky,
luminous copper pink seawater.
Missing your warmth,
listening to the waves we loved.
Magical sea like stars,
lights connect our sea and sky.

Haiku: Stargazing
Stargazing alone,
once your world becomes quiet,
you talk to the cows.
Haiku: Starlight
The new moon darkness,
starlight brightens the ink night,
floating in the pool.
La Luna
Dancing within our words,
sitting by the amber lamplight.
Looking at the other,
we see particles of starlight.
Loving what is blooming,
La Luna words by the moonlight.
Dripping with Curiosity
The door you can never enter,
intricate patterns carved into the door.
A child should be seen and not heard,
so you dared never enter the wooden door.
Older, you arrive at the house from long ago;
no longer a child, yet you have the heart of a child.
No longer afraid, you are dripping with curiosity.
To hell with it, you whisper,
then turn the handle and walk into the room.
Your Grandmother sits at her desk,
within a room of dreams and magic,
‘I wondered when you would join me.’
You smile and take the stars within your hands;
now you are ready for your mother’s secrets.
‘You have always been a witch, and now it is time to become one. Welcome to the heart of our coven, my beautiful Granddaughter.
I wish your mother could see this day, yet you know she still lingers.’
Tanka: Desert Sand
The hot desert sand.
Walking upon the sand of
countless burning rays.
The hot desert day turns to
night, as we worship the stars.
Very Short Story: Little One
She spends her time picking up old plastic bottles, finding half-eaten food, sipping on best past beverages, and nipping in and out of the supermarket bins.
A waif with no mother to hug her and no father to play games; she is alone, yet when the moon is full and shines upon her face, then the stars gather to tell her of the better days ahead.