By Rob Schackne The chook raffle lotteries won who needs a feed this week gets one a crescent moon don't get excited jokers everywhere your turn is next how do we miss it placed in a landscape waiting to be born
A Utopian Flash
By Rob Schackne A utopian flash to be a rock and not to roll nothing says solar system like the rain wind up slow eyes birds scatter I mop the floor a poem or two clouds clear
