Urgently wish
To kiss you
Instead, waited years
Climbed high mountains
To coincide with
Long-held promise
Of blooming again
My secret garden
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Category Archives: Dreams
Endless days
Just look upon the face
Of the one you love
Whether warm, soft, kissable
A cold screen digital
Or black and white frame
Tell me how
In many ways
Over seemingly endless days
Though memory, pixels, ink
Lost or faded
Throb of the heart only grows
Stronger each day
Climbing Sundew, Drosera planchonii, the bridal rainbow.
This house I built
Decades saved, not wasted, this house I built
Devoted hands, gainful work, nights and weekends
Searched longingly up and down, high streets and low
Waiting for my heart to jump out, at the sight of her
Saved, invested, scrimped and pawned
Hoping one day, enter new dawn
Window closed, garden bare, I set upon the terrace stair
Knocked and waited, in the rain
Admiring abalone strewn along front wall
Evidence of inhabitants, though no one there
Someone lived inside once, absence inlaid in rainbow pearl
Me and view of quaint corner garden, sandstone steps
Panorama or paranormal, needn't matter
This house, I have built with hearts and hands
Love inhabits and dwells always, echoes in empty rooms
Filled with laughter, stories and poems
My life, I have built, a shelter from storms
Will water soil for one-day blooms.
Sink in
Silvery blue sheen
A veil covering
Wild creatures deep
Rising to shallows
Flash past my feet
Ray of speckled flight
Effortless grace
Takes my heart skipping
Into the waves
Arise completely changed
Inner peace
Bobbing on the verge
Southern Ocean
Paddling along the cusp
Apex breeding grounds
Rise and fall tide surge
Rocks inner core
Evading the inevitable
Return to reality
The sea calls to me
Like a lover every
Sleepy morn
Wishes in a bottle
Lift the lid on
Colourful opportunism
Take your pick
I chose you
At first glance
Cranberry dreams
Soaked in liqueur
A dollop of cream
From the same maker
We all are and yet
Shelved by label
Aroma drifts
Scented desire
Lifts my mood
Day and night
Yet never to taste
Admire the flavours
On wrists, nape of neck
Dab on lips
A pity to waste
Something so beautiful
Perched high with only
A window view
Wherever you go
Take me with you
Tall stories
What say you?
Shall we dance at noon?
Sit amidst the Silvereye's
Playground of golden limbs
Crumbs picked off tables
Sparring with families
Wrens and yellow-throated
Honeyeaters, whose plumage
Blends beautifully
In the dappled grove
Of Autumn
Telling tall stories
Interspersed with gluttonous
Bursts of jam packed lips
Licked clean with cream
Tales of loves lost and found
A local muse renown
As fallen leaves we pine
For far away spring
Fawning
Love that keeps you warm
Desire as the heat emanating
From the gas stove lit - extinguished
Once realised
One can build a fire - with what?
Outside these walls' shapely diameter
Of forest elders
Glacial remains confound me
Monuments to time gone by
Tears of loss and such colder
Forming peaks and troughs
Boulders of thought crushed
Weight of centuries soft snowfall
To walk together amongst it
Not for faint hearted
Tenacity, grit resilience
Packed duvet downy feathers
Love is love is all
Hearts ease
Yours is the only
Sacred world I know
Minutiae of delights
Dripped from branches
Conjures fantasies
In foreign lands
Show me the way in
Ritual initiations
I wait, dew gathering
Under my skin
Count the stars of heaven 