As you saw in the last post, the weather for our Saturday afternoon beach ginko was glorious. Really, in the vastness of the sky there was not the hint of a cloud… So here’s are a selection of haiku composed by the ginko participants as they walked, sat and contemplated deeply the true beauty of their surrounds. I have also included a few photos taken by my lovely wife to capture the action of the dig. I would like to thank each of the participants for their openness. It was a thrill to work with you all and I hope we can do it again one day soon.
catching hope
the coconut bowl
empty empty
*
wind through palms
a thousand instruments
forget the words
Cate Richmond
*
with the sand
silver branch
finds its shadow
*
broken tree
listens to the wind
hearing itself
Lander Clifton
ant to ant
shadows touch
along their path
*
beach mosaic
balls rolled up
by sandcrabs
Barbara Bufi
*
bikini girl
rakes the sand
plovers parachute in
*
high tide mark
rainforest reaches
the rocks
Laurie Trott
saplings planted
amongst the fallen
cyclone brings new hope
*
a window
sunshine and beach
framed by ancient vine
Tara Webster
*
outgoing tide
cartwheels and cricket
a family day
*
pianola leaf
shafts of light
dance in the dust
Jacque Duffy
