Rare find

Nightly thoughts invade
Missed chance blooming
Once a year
Beauty and opportunity
Keeping me awake
How long till next opening?
Keeping me grounded
Expectantly waiting
Indefinitely
Crowds gather round me
Knowing
Queen of the night
Stood over me
Displaying her colours
For one glorious moment
From then on became
More like myself
Each passing day
Image source New York Botanical Gardens Est. 1891.

Bird on the wing

Take you with me
Everywhere I go
Wherever I stay
Yet pieces of you
Will be strewn
Carefully
Tenderly
As I speak out
A love that dared
As I shed scales
Off laden wings
Turning transparent
Emptying
Evolving
As we all are
Portraying colour
Residing within
Becoming again
A heart
That sings
Silent Spring by Gerry Wedd, South Australia

Love like

A massage
Smoothing over
All hard places
Flooding in
Joints and sinew
Touching pain
Bringing healing
Warm movement
Entering in
Tentatively
Slow moving statue
Rising up again
Brought to life
Ready for anything
Artist Margaret Stephenson, ‘Annie’s Nails, No Mermaids’ ~ City of Parramatta Art Society

Struck by lightning

Stay
Not long enough
To admire your
Kaleidescope of colour
Drifting away
On the next breath
Of wind as I exhale
Disappointed
Yet inspired
To have known you
In the first place
Lie in wait in case
She returns to our
First meeting place
Wondering weather
Does lightning strike
In the same place?
Random encounters
Rouse hopefulness
Capture the infinite
Beauty of a moment
Chance encounters
Of your kind
Butterfly by Katy Bhogal, City of Parramatta Art Society

Night lights

Salamanca Long Gallery, lutruwita / Tasmania
Shedding her skin
Never knowing when
To see her lover again
Ebony arm band
Holds and keeps her
From unravelling
When catching glimpse
Of one just like her
Close your eyes
Imagine
Light is dim
Colours dancing
Not easy to
Give in
Somewhere else
Someone else
Minds clasp fingers
Across the distance
Constant surrender
Night lights win

Colour my world

I am no blank canvas
Her voice carries
Over exhaled droplets
Float on chill air
Chiffon stiffens
Over her breast
Pertinent news
Traded for lashes
Poignant painter
Strokes her curves
With tip of brush
Dipped and licked
Tip of tongue
Flicks with gossip
Gleaned from models
Like this one
But not
All the stories
Laid out to honour
The delicate shape
Of her ear
Dripping with pearl drop
Lungs fill suddenly
Then stop
As a fine hand decorated
With a spectrum of splatter
Adjusts the neckline
Then dabs another
Skin colour
Deep and divine
Portrait by Lily Allport, State Library of Tasmania