your house number
as if I could forget

walking over the healthy hill
saving the life of living
in my life

we kissed in the sea —
now sand is smiling
in the carpet
haiku by rachel mcalpine CC BY 2.0 photo of Oriental Bay, Wellington, by David Leverton CC BY-NC-ND 2.0

A furry butterfly
alights and burns
her tongue.
Poem by Rachel McAlpine, CC BY-NC 2.0, photo by Toshihiro Gamo, CC BY 2.0

and everyone had a sticky
floaty flimsy short-term shadow
trying to lose the sun
poem and photo rachel mcalpine CC BY 2.0

azaleas
red hot cinders
firing up the hill
Poem by Rachel McAlpine CC BY-NC
Photo by Guilhem Vellut CC BY 2.0: Azalea Festival at Shiofune Kannon-ji, Ome

a silky sweet overhead jelly—
yes, they had sky over Beijing
and Delhi, too
poem by rachel mcalpine, photo vicki buck, both CC BY 2.0

a photo of sunshine
see that bright shiny lightness?
that was before your time
photo and poem by rachel mcalpine CC BY 2.0

The last rays of the sun
polish that old lady’s
lips
Poem by Rachel McAlpine CC BY-NC 2.0, photo by Gideon on Flickr CC BY 2.0