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So long since
No trace remains
Future sightings
All in the mind
Leave the past
Behind
Is it easier
As time passes
To say
Goodbye?
Treasure to hold
Imagine
If one could hold
Her whole world
In her hand
Though small
Only so many
Treasures
Keep reaching out
Finding gold
Heart Shaped Box
What lies inside?
Mysteries unrevealed
A bit of snuff?
Who has they key?
Locked behind glass
Curious enough?
Return each time
To stare at the space
The mark of divine
Dwelling emptiness within
Shiny delights
To sit perfectly
Attend to thoughts
Of another time
Trinkets of mine
Held by hands
Erased
Potence of wealth
Abstain
With love
Allport Museum Collection State Library of Tasmania
Once upon a story
Mastery of the will
One step at a time
Stopping me from
Suspending rhyme
Unconsious games
Tend to the mind
Leaving all behind
The storyline
Is you
Silver words
Stick to the tongue
Measured in spoons
Of unending love
The only story
To write
Between the sheets
A double edged knife
Prolific dripping
Mesmerized sweet
Not an eye sees
Silent ending
Comfort words
Never reaching
Ears intended
Soft receiving
Still quick wit
Over dining tables
Immeasureable
In the mind
Ink for the quill
Divine
Navigating the stars
Lights out
Dark as ink
Red light blue
Sinking deep
Stillness
Ocean swill
Moving us
Closer
Into the unknown
Swing the sextant
Neverending horizon
Promises never reached
Sunrise sheds light
End of the world
Beers in bars
Raise your glass
Ticker tape parade
Air and water signs
Breathe a torrent
Refuse to shine bright
Still earth revolves
Around you
A Little Love
I get by with a little help
From my friends…
Do you need anybody?
I just want someone to love
Could it be anybody…?
The Beatles
Stronghold
The stories never told
Images never shared
Nothing there is wrong
Just been strong too long
You and I
Nothing to fear
But fear itself
Nothing to hide
Reveal yourself
A place where
You and I
Can simply be
By the sea
Broken wall
Surrounding life
Thirsts for the words
To ask for
Dam wall to burst
Decades streaming
Settling sediment
Drowning surroundings
Tide false rising
Darkest night moon
Shines faintly
On the bloom
Seeping in
Cracks facing
Torrent slipping through
Casting down
Terrified of fall
Received willingly
Dry bed bones
Filling swirling eddies
Place to ride home
Debris washed clean
Roots sinking deep
Resurrecting memories
Of life and growth
Long since lost
Centre squeezed tight
Let loose
Years of devastation
Fill the chasm
Restore to normal
Work of man missing
Ebb and flow
All around us
Tide sidles up
To her thigh
Tickles her toes
Bubbles her nose
She smiles hides
Her hopefulness
That love never left
Stored up for years
Only one
River remembered
Longing to enfold
Forever
Count the stars of heaven 