Another one of my Vermeer poems. Laurel
Light and Dark
Escaping from wife and children,
His young models,
skin fresh as milk,
eyes aglow in anticipation,
pearl shaped ears
delicate nape of neck.
A man could run his fingers
through their shining hair.
Vermeer's light surrounds them,
but in painted shadow,
dark men wait.
The Battle of Boodicuttup Creek
Three children try to save a creek from the developers. Suitable for childdren 7-11