Wild love

How does one commune
With one who is loved
When there is no 'us'

Surely, the trees agree
To touching leaves

While twit, thrush and sparrow
Alight Cupid's arrow

Marsupials stare longingly
While chewing on yearnings

A copperhead rises high
To consider taste of thigh

How would one know
Which love is delight
Without venturing wild
Avoiding its bite!
Great Beach and surrounds, Strahan Tasmania
Sand dunes at Great Beach, West Coast of Tasmania

Every day matters

Brutal is the beat
That strikes a blow
Heartbreak a diagnosis
Self inflicted?

All the days spent
Watching and listening
To tales of adventures
Animation on your face

I can't erase it
Every day matters
No sunk cost fallacy
Dig diamond memories

Facet sides cut
Deep into wounds
Polish till shine
Your moments are mine too
Spring sunrise from misty window

Out

If ever a quip
A witty comeback
Martini smiles
Wry as vermouth
Sultry whispers splash
As snare brush jazz
Taken aback
Night women swoon
For lost lover
Lyrics lie to cover
Her maiden in youth

When silence echoes
Through hallways
Living rooms
Down yesteryears' phone lines

Seems to me all hush,
Blush and gossip girls
Collude like fuel
For a raging fire
Lit by the father
Surely, to snuff my life
Out.

Mind games

Does the universe have a mind
To cast these stars into the sky
To throw planets in the mix
A kaleidescope of astral pictures

Is the blackness a dark canvas
For the art of some collosal giant
Hiding in dust columns
Diving through black holes

Does it orchestrate our lives?
Is serendipity a sketch comedy?

For all the hundreds of opportunities
To meet you eye to eye
A tragic romantic comedy
Stimied by titan in the sky

Not by you, or I?

The Lost Years

Years I have dwelt
Under earth
Tread over head
Magnetic anomaly
Compass bearing bend

Nights I have glowed
Channelling fury
Fire of echoes
Into soft light
For lantern show

Days I have lain
Wounded in pain
Watching seasons stroll by
Blossoms, fruit and leaves
Butterly arms surround
To soften, to sleep

Till axis shifts away
Leaning toward you
I am compass
I am moth
I am fruit
Sleep finds me now
Wishing and wanting
Dreams evade
The breadth of years
Laid waste