If ever an original thought
Possessed fair and true
Surely it would be one time
I fell in love with you
Sheer freedom to spend
Hastily penned prose
As a lottery win
Tossed to the wind
Not a single note
To be found now
All love expended
Where to now?
A bundle of spring flowers
Tied loosely with a curl
Of twine enveloped
By eucalypt sprigs
Like a peace offering
Lay at my feet
All sorts of smiles
Glances and reminisces
Scents hang around
Should you find
Alone turns lonely
Unexpectedly so
At the eleventh hour
Though not clock watching
Thoughts chime in chorus
The need to know
All is fine
Monumental greatness
Can be obtained
By simply containing
All adoration
Safe within
Much trepidation
To give it away
Knowing it may spoil
Be despised or downtrodden
A monolith of affection
For one
Flourishing
Behind closed eyes
A life adorned
Today I humbly entertained an idea no cavalcade or ceremony required of me Bouquets of Floriade a capital idea but did not lend itself to such as this Flowery words showered upon it simply dampened the stunning silence. A blossoming of two minds entwined in a moment Such dangerous liaisons could spark a whole rumination Lightning flashes - all is calm Such adventures I could take you on if only such an idea Would dance with me till dawn
Silence sings chorus
Trailing in waves
Over mountain ranges
Always known
Since fair eyes met
A soul awakening
Who you are to me
Some things never change
Golden den of orchids
Wavering on windy
Spring day
Appeals to senses
Grow in certain place
Of community
Treasure trove
Of species mingle
In their shade
Who grows around me?
Companion planting
Colourful variety
Though foot and paw
Tooth and claw evade
Safety in numbers
Five women
All you need
When the world
Is falling in
One had lived
Through similar -
The skin hunger
Is real, she said
Another steeped
In grieving -
Spirituality is
In nature, she said
Third came in from
Left field -
Find your tribe
And thrive, she said
Fourth woman still
Recovering -
Walk with me
And breathe, she said
Fifth one filled
With reason -
Swim in the ocean
And live, she said
Small discreet circle
Of simple spaces
To be completely
Oneself
Today I traded in My mug of faith From whence it came To the thrift shop Racks of garments Wisdom sayings Dust gatherers To be, or don't be Someone you are not A fair exchange A dollar hiking cane To traverse immoveable Mountain ranges When climbing Is the only option
Written by the smile
Passing decades ripple down
Toes kick away sandals
Slide to the beat
Tight jeans flowing sleeve
Pink as lip gloss
Loose curls akimbo
She strides to forefront
Glance melts chocolate
Strangers like lovers
Come and go once in time
River bends resist flow
These years gently wind
Slow growth endures all
Still deep in mind
Count the stars of heaven 