surrendering
to the moon again
a wayward wind …
street light quivers
to flickering joy of dancing gums
threatening rain
dark clouds hover
on the horizon
swathed in blooms of pink
the old rhododendron sways again
gym door
an open and shut case
of grey power
amid chatter and carefree laughter
she celebrates another year
old creek
still ripples past-
simmering
now and then, memories
of my canine loves