What if we could sense
Voices across vast airwaves
Ears burning on cold dreary days
What would they say?
One so generous to forgive
An err in judgement
A slip of tongue
A foot in mouth
As mere accident
In the ones we so loved
When words caught by wind
Return to ones ears burned
We find our dearly loved
Not so dear at all, those years..
Ascribing flaws to jealousy
An ex lover or mother in law
When actually the err
In judgement was mine
Afterall.
Solemnity broken
Neighbours perch by
Whistles beat blues
The deepest groove
Is silent, hidden, dark
It moves with you
Detects your presence in the room
A sixth sense
A critical fissure in the landscape
Separating touch and response
Dormant, though lifeblood runs through
Like a lost gondwanan valley
Pulling thoughts back to you
Le papillon chanter
Fleurs du jardin
Pour moi?
Lonely gecko shelters
Under fungi parasol
Waiting for love
Twitching treetops
Suddenly surrounded -
Who spies whom?
Thoughts evolve in poignant place
Stillness of time, as stars in space
Jettison parts of our history
Hurtling through the void
Scorching heat accumulates
A tail of white hot debris
Landing a terrifying lottery
Sky watchers delight and stare with glee
Impact scorches home and earth
Fall out wipes out neighbourhood
Suspicion, karma, tilt of world
What could have brought this on ourselves?
So long to have lived
With tiny indifference
Savour stale bite
A lack of substance
Silence to question
Deaf ear to conversation
Closed eyes to presence
Denied a way out
So starved of kindness
Robbed of affection
The bitter chill of winter
All we know of love
A pollinator
Butterflies
Blatantly mating
In the open
Aphids, bees
Hum a love song
Bow and peep
No rules against
Two stigmas
Sun-burst braid of nerves
Melding thoughts chased
By gut reasoning
Breathe in deeply
Sense its signal
A visceral axis
When I see her walking
Down yesterday's pathway
The sun inside lights up
Warms the belly
Tingling spine
Heart stops a beat of time
Left speechless, still and wanting
