Victorian Pub –
Stories stored in its timber ~
Nice curve on that bar.
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Sandcastles, hailstones –
All the crabs are dead ~ bar one –
Shelly Rathmullan.
Pittosporum scent –
Exceeds all else, as night falls ~
The light from the fire.
Stephen’s fleeting blooms –
Passed over since the picture ~
Birdsong persisting.
