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Living on the island state of Tasmania, Australia. Narrating life through poetry and photography.

Time lapse

Silvery white and grey
Blanket of down
Above me
Puffs of cloud
Stationary
Not looming
Cocooning
City scurrying
Beneath
Time lapse
Of tears shed
By morning
Endless spiral
Upwards
Of anticipation
Elation and goodbye
Suddenly falling
Into realisation
The sky of mind
Turns gray
Shades of it
Dark yet illuminating
A serene delight
Slow moving picture
Time lapse photography
Of memories
Captured for only
A moment
Every time
You walk away

Living hope

Time to grow
Time to fade
Feelings like flowers
Let me elucidate
A green landscape
Peppered with potential
An open heart willing
To be known and loved
Scattering of seeds
Planting of breeze
Intentionality
Some buried by bird
Fly by or high wire
No matter the arrival
In style or shy
Perrenial or constant
Populated first
Or exotic arrival
All living thoughts
And buried hopes
Are retained in soil
Of treasured memories
Forever to promote
New growth for next
Generation
Time to grow
Time to fade
Their worth
Never erased

Swell

Love as many as you will
As long as rising sun
Guides you
Even the ocean has bounds
Its depths seem endless
Its limits rest on sand
Force of waves dance
Expectantly
Why wait on shore
To dive
Come on in
With me you will always
Have a hand to hold
Through riptide spin
No treasure find
Empty shells
Shine on mantle sill
Most glorious gems
Revealed between
Two smiles facing
Our tides move quickly
Back and forth
Silently
Though swell and surge
Nourishing daily
Its limits sketched
In seagrass on gentle
Slopes of sandy canvas
Moving ever closer
Going forward
Tasman Bridge, nipaluna / Hobart, lutruwita / Tasmania.

This old love

All things an old growth love will do
Give shelter from driving winds
Hail and smothering snow
Hide a sapling in the shade and force it up on show
Insubstantial frame
Prone to bend, bleed and burn
Undiscerning firestorm
One in one hundred flood
Innocent marsupials breeding
Forest elder tends young
The canopy maturing
Channeling the pure sweet rain
Into tendrils for feeding
Look up wonder and observe
Generations time laid bare
Tender skin of wood
Precious to the earth
And all our cares

Some one

Some one who
Held trust could
Hold space
Some one who
Cared less could
Be silent
Many words could
Shed light
In the darkness
Seeking acceptance
Darkness is only
Absence
Without these words
My love is silent
Empty, without substance
Without your presence
In my world
There is nothing left
But word filled space
On empty page
A solo act
No accolades
Another day
Of waking thoughts
Wandering lost
No tune with yours

Hearth stone

Are you guarded
Do you tread lightly?
Would you rather fly
Than be grounded
Forever seeking freedom
Are there threads
Caught between you
Lovers never left behind
Ripples gather round
Only light cast for miles
To reflect beauty
To passersby
Are you high above?
I burn below slowly
Keep heavy hearth stone
Warm if ever you might
Land beside me

Spectacle

If one can find the doorway
That leads into the zone
Where friendships rise
Past loves hide
No one's on their own
Invite as many people
In your life
As it could hold
Keep the journey secret
Don't tell them where it goes
In a quiet corner there
I'll watch the spectacle
With joy and jubilation
To bring life into my home