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Sunday, 16 July 2017

cosseted old cat
sleeps and, now and then, twitches
dreaming of youth's birds

Yes, this is indeed our cat, JoyBoy

feathers, rain-heavy
winter bird, still on cold ground
frozen from free flight

Saturday, 1 July 2017

the eye of the storm

and so, suddenly,
the churning of storms made sense:
a breath of fresh air

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

thinning winter's trees
stickly branches raise dry palms
thirsting for spring's alms

[c] Hein Mönnig 2017

Sunday, 18 June 2017

the night's hard rain fades
late drops fall gently at dawn
tapping one awake

Saturday, 17 June 2017

wet, wintry leaf's fall
on cold earth, compost to come
nourish the next spring

[c] Hein Mönnig, 2017

Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Let change cover you
Spin your cocoon, so slow
Crack open, so fast

Friday, 26 May 2017

Monday, 22 May 2017


the lines of a web,
a crucial support structure;
delicate beauty.

Friday, 5 May 2017

Running with the wind,
seeking shelter in the breeze.
At ease: the tree's leaves.
Pain that sears so deep.
Aching through: within my bones.
A love that can't be.

Thursday, 16 March 2017

Winter: Brisk maestro
A patriot of the art
My joy once again.

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

slow, distant drops fall
the quenched earth breathes deep relief
rain's visitation

Tuesday, 14 March 2017

the clouds' parasol
parched leaves stretch out their dry palms
supplicating: rain

Friday, 3 March 2017

A puzzle of clouds
Two colors in morning sky
Gold on blue canvas

Thursday, 2 March 2017

Microscopic cell
Invisible to the eye
Creates completeness

Sunday, 26 February 2017

Trees rustling onward,
A wintry breeze rises yet.
A painted sunset.
Migrating sparrows
Fleeing a corrupted home,
Family is gone.
a low morning fog
rolling up and over hills
the thin blanket cools

Photo [c] Alexa Monnig, 2017

Monday, 6 February 2017

trickling water streams,
whispering wind, mighty trees
protectors of beauty.

Sunday, 29 January 2017

love is a fairy-tale,
full of magic and laughter,
true happy endings.
eyes like crystal pools,
light on a cold stormy night,
dark on the inside.

Thursday, 26 January 2017

As the crisp air fades
dew gently slips from your face,
and we know - Spring's here


Tuesday, 24 January 2017

As the soil restores 
the wonderful petrichor
Upon the earth's core

[co-written by Andrea Middleton and Natasha Munro]

Sunday, 15 January 2017

The art of loving:
As pure as spring's first blossoms
Benign masterpiece.