Deciding upon What to adorn My walls To keep me content In case we need to stay in again
Thick oak-look frame Appearance is everything Sandstone smiles In the shade Sun behind Holding up a glorious Bouquet of natives Flannel flower power Blue gum leaves My own arrangement By request Selected anything With white bloom Tea tree in season Looking like A big cauliflower Dried nicely In my room I remember
The next a mirror Painted frame Like retro glam Gold and silver Telling me Look at you -How you've weathered So nicely In the stormy seas- Looking at me
Another gold Circular seal With purple For royalty A lineage When born again Not feeling it In fact it tells me Yes you studied Greek among men Not so different From the halls Of Plato Ecumenicum Blending in With other Women Carry a Grecian Jug on my head So as not to attract Attention
A bold shot of blue Spread from end to end Covered in blossoms From a shaky hand Eyes near blind World inside The mind of Monet My dear almond blossom Friend Telling me it's time To leave these walls Behind Remember the branch Severed at one end Can bloom and grow Again
'I can't do the talk like they talk on the TV And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you I can't do anything except be in love with you
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be All I do is keep the beat and bad company All I do is kiss you through the bars of a rhyme Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time'
Just as in a day Can take a breath Enslave it By evening freed In listless sigh Of resignation And sleep Don't dream it, be it Is nature's cry As several evolutions Of matter Land on my thigh Her eyes trace the outlines Mating decorations Imagining them away To nothing Come undone Completely For several hundred and one Days spent between extremes Fighting, crying, sight Laughing, smiling, delight No greater affirmation More than three letters Yes, or I do In the still dark silence There is none other But you
Artists of Tasmania ~ Lucienne Rickard. Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery.
Count the stars of heaven 