We leave
And let leave
All the ones
We ever loved
We cannot keep
So let them sail
Out past horizon
On winds of change
And do the same
With love
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Simmer
Just when I vow to never
Wish nor want anything
Ever again
Tell tears never to fall
Shake fears like raindrops
Head clearing, smiles lift
Clouds part only a bit
Cruising slow over bridge
Home run, day's done
Suddenly hear her name
Simmer
In my ears
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.
I didn’t make my bed
This morning
I was cleaning up instead
After my well fed children
While they rest their weary head
I didn't cook dinner this evening
It was the children's turn
They argued over whether to have
Snitzel, sausage or lamb
I didn't make the carnival
Athletics, swim, cross country
I had to work that day
That week, all year and couldn't come
I couldn't take a holiday
My leave was all used up
From tending to the snotty noses, headaches, wheeze and coughs.
But every day is fun around here, we laugh and listen and care
But lay a word of criticism to the mothers out there..
Do you dare?
On becoming
Belonging can be
A divided word
Home on one side
Ownership the other
How to become mine
Alone?
Through ancient eyes
These trees have seen it all
Though shores have known much more
The Secret Garden
For many years I pondered
What was behind ivy wall
Sandstone thick quarried
From ancient hill, the one
I gazed upon until my lids
Grew heavy with waiting
For dreams to come
Keys thrust upon me to open
Hulking oak door with bolt
Chamber rusted shut
Determined to make a home
Surrounded by eucalypts
For good cover from
The elements soaking into
My pores
Heaven scent aroma of cineol opens my eyes
Brighter to adore
Walled garden no secret anymore
For before me lies the vast
Hills and plains of freedom
And realise it was I who was contained in my own
Secret garden all this time
Lights in trees
Eons ago it seems
One night, two phones
Like bricks, dropped
On the grass
Beside the swings
Siren in me called
To the depths of soul
Blackest ink of night
On accused innocent shore
Marieville esplanade
Yachts silent witness
Lights in trees
Pulled back to reality
Grounded me with roots
Hundred years deep
A semblance of friendship
No matter how keen
Held the dear life
Within me
Who knew?
Life goes on
Without the one
You loved
Sacred geometry
Upon waking I realise
I am not ready for
The way the world
Presses in on me
From all sides
Until I spy
The spiral motion
Of living things
All around
I feel safe
At home
Taking my shell
Of security
Everywhere
With me
Curl once more
Adding up the numbers
Wins multiply behind me
Cast myself off
From the shore merrily
To begin another adventure
Between the tides
Count the stars of heaven 