When you let go - that little bird Into the wild, unrelenting sky One must be willing to never see her again To be free means no burden of expectation
They say, there are other birds in the sky The blackened birds that awaken me each morn Alight upon suburban fenceline Sing their well-known song
There is no one like the one you so loved Love tended and fed, doted upon The one who recognised your voice as you arrived Felt the silence once gone Until the caged perch to which it clung Felt nothing like love at all
Daily grind is right Darkness falls and rises Out of percolator Into belly stuck on ache Work tracks play repeat Commute, beat wild heat Rising to neck ignored Cool all the way home.
A rinse cycle of aqua Barely cleanses racing Rabbit thoughts chased By greyhounds the second Head hits pillow Worst-case first out the gate.
All my defences lie In gentle apparition Hovers above me Her curls fall on face Limbs wriggle Flashes of teeth, eyes Giggles, legs, hands, waist.
As long as she's alive Hope thrives disparagingly Mocking my love life-raft Drops of memory Onto tongue like a hack Apothecary of mind Brain cells a bee hive Craving honey
Months measured in countdowns Deadlines, edits, launch What life might be as an author All novel ideas float On whimsical breeze Over my head Into another's ears Genre's, titles and characters Dance in my dreams Yet, eternally poised pen Drips ink of lament A few mere chapters in Our life narrative The story of us remains Unwritten
Words escape upon the wind Tucked indoors Eyes peer through panes Battered by seering rain All her fears surge Down storm drain Journey to join anxious seas Hurts float like sediment Drift kelp forest freed
Ocean view, bare gum Arms outstretched to glimpse of sun Stripped of leaves, bark and shoots Holding on by ancient roots Hollow nests for threatened birds When nature speaks revealing words
Humble nature's power grows Shelter for the lonely ones When sun returns and moon is clear Nestle in the stillness here For poignant day when tempest beats A friend or foe one cannot meet Rest in folds of downy fields Tiny wings aflight will heal