New calling

Generations carved from
Giant's causeway
Lava flow of war
Igneous rock hardens
Into a pathway across
Vast waters separated by
Continental drift
Forming political shores
Generations have traversed
To find a new life by boat

Now, since my birth
Family lines divided
By technology
Sounds beeps and static
Gave way new intelligence
New lightning fast
Ways of doing
Meanwhile, just being
For those who can recall
The differing bird calls
Sounds peeps and trills
Calling us out into
The vast wide world
To become new again

Placid shores

The salty sea understands
Vast unbounded loneliness
Despite surrounded by
Bountiful land
Fringed with company
Immersed in memories
Exuding calmest thought
Her placid shores
Lap at my feet
Spurring me on
‘The School Beach’ Taroona Tasmania

Revelry

He kept a fossilised shell
Plucked from highlands
Of Papua New Guinea
Proof of the flood, he mused
It remained on window sill
Overlooking rivulet
Tasmanian native garden
Decked with terracotta pot violets
Greeting me at the stairs
A huon pine drooped drearily
In the shade on the way
To wrought iron tables and chairs
I would finish the dishes from fossil shelled kitchen window
Spying the revelry outside
Before bringing tepid coffee from new machine
At Christmas time
All the while forgetting
To call my own family
A thousand miles away

Trying

Do not try,
Pipes chorus -
To compete,
It’s not a game,
Chides a waiter -
With the apple
Of her eye.
Devotion decades deep
While you are merely
A drop in her sea.
Constant, awash
A reed among kelp forest
Slowly disappearing
Taste of salt tears
Sweat of remembrance
Incomparable to the love
She plucked from tender
Young tree
View to Adventure Bay, Bruny Island Tasmania

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
Lake Osborne to Hartz Mountain, Tasmania