Behind closed doors
Concertos applaud
Vacant space
Unadorned
With gazing eyes
Wondrous smiles
Shoulder shrug
Of thrilling chills
Why keep such love
Of life's liszt
Behind closed doors
When all ears could feel
This beauty
Hidden theatre
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Category Archives: Family
No eye dear
Placing one pair
Of bird watching
Binoculars
Inside the cap
Of a navy hat
The dichotomy
Of my life
In a cardboard box
To move again
Another new start
This one makes ten
I recall the power
Of words
And silence
Both can make
You laugh
Or cry
Both can be used
As weapons
Or protection
So I look keenly
Through looking glass
At feathered friends
Deserving our attention
While hiding away
To collect
Dust and mites
Gold braid
Felt and thread
That hold together
Memories
Of a time
When men were blind
If only I understood
That my words
Held power
Over you
I would use it
For good
To say only
I love you
If I could
Falling
Swept
Breath
Fall
Off their feet
Taken away
On their knees
Sounds divine?
We have a lifetime
To work it out
How to live in love
From this position
Upturned
Breathless
Lying low
We will need
Every day
However long
It should take
To know
How to stand
Held hands
Walk on
Allport Library and Museum Collection, State Library of Tasmania.
Ruffled
Pure delight
Little fingers find
Feathery treasure
Waving its finery
We shed parts
Of ourselves
For friends keep
To admire
In sharing
They grow
Lighter
Fly higher
Lament
Those of us
Left behind
These days
Even today
I smile again
A knowing one
How on earth
Can we truly know
Anything at all?
We can
On the odd day
I stumble and fall
Grasping for
Something solid
Committing to
Falling ungracefully
Hoping that days
Like today
Will come again
Tomorrow
If all the days
Were even
How would I know
How glorious it is
To rise above
The odds
Belonging
If a sprout takes root
On an Island
That drifts away
Heading South
It was always there
Seeds that flew in
On the breeze
Hosted by birds
Do we blame these
Mixed leaves?
So what happens
When I wander hills
Wondering whether
This bloom or that
Warrants attention
Is all life
Worth a mention?
Strange days
How I marvel when Horror and strife Make ordinary turbulence Seem trifling How one image in the wilderness Ignite a longing Lifelong To be inspired To be present In the last days In the silence Is an aspiration Over which we have No accord Though truly Authenticity Girded by love Will always be a Heavy weight I bear it With a smile A laugh, song Stride in step Love thee well
Night lights
Pounding pavement
To heavy beat
Lyrical mind
Street light
For years
Out for beers
Surfing couch
Playing it out
Pictures fleeting
Across the mind
Though deleted
Etched in time
The places we went
Together simply
By sharing
A moment in pixels
Strange to wish
Yourself into being
Jealous of seeing
Family and friends
One day I will find
When put first
In my kind
My tribe
What it's like
To be loved by all
Arise alone
And smile
If I'd grown
Nearby
Looking up to
Those girls
Where would I be now?
Love like
A homing pidgeon
Taking away
To far off places
Letting go
Watching, waiting
Every day
Hoping praying
She'll come home
When she does
Cheers of joy
The sound of
Two wings flapping
White spread feathers
Fantails
Always wondering -
If she flies
In own direction
Wondering whether
She'll be alright
This night
Soft landing
Landing softly on my feet
After jumping
Off a cliff
In the dark
Claws out
Behind me
A sparrow turns
Says to me
This I do
Frequently
Pecking up seed
Nature cared
To scatter
Just for me
Eyeing another
Diving so flippantly
Decided to free fall
In her slip stream
A warm blanket of air
Covers over my landing
Softly swiftly
With ease
Count the stars of heaven 