A poignant question
Posed to me by me
By mark of time
Who would love
Such one as I
Indiscriminately
Mine?
The notion begged
Ten thousand words
Just to describe
Such question
Then eighty thousand
More to write
Each possible retort
Once most likely
Hypothetical
Option I could find
At least another
Twenty thousand
Words crept through
My mind
Not until the warmth
Of one enamoured
By my side
To find stillness
Just to rest
These lips
Speechless
On mine
Incantations of solitude
Splayed all over
Iridescent pages
Wiped by finger wand
In an instant
Sweet torment of longing
For deeper waters
Treading still
Yet running
In ruminations
Creatures lurk
Prod and pull
At my toes
Envious of airborne
View below treetops
A curtain moves
Lights fade
My heart gallops
At the notion
A bond could not
Be saved
Summer solstice and the air is swimming with insects
Rays scoop down to bathe kangaroo grass heads golden
Swaying on waves of breeze surfing on treetops
To break the back of the working week is to finish at midday on Friday
Roll down to the bay with windows down and radio blaring
The kissed sound of a tinnie opening
Smacked on lips evokes guttural sighs and closed eyes smiles all around me
She was brazen as one of the locals
Sandy haired and sun kissed freckled skin chilled as southern air embraces her
First one in heckling others to obey her invitation
Then she'd disappear under the waves to shed her worries
No one ever looked at her sideways
Show me the ceiling
To break through it
Roof to climb
Endless stars infinity
Town edge dwelling
Among likeminded
City limits absorb
Unsuppressed greening
Ancient named peaks
Conquered cliff seams
Deconstructed reality
Worldbuilding dreams
Every time a memory
Falls from your lips
I capture the castle
Tend to its turrets
Looking out to wilderness
Waiting for inhabitants
Clock stopped in shock
Longing to revive
Moving hand to hand in time
For one
A curiosity resides
In farthest place
Unseen
Nightly gentle one disrobes
To find a hole
Within
Enquiring strangers gasp along
The street remark
Obscene
By some eyes a dagger lies
Between two ribs
Deep in
Enlightened cries swear angels
Wings removed, her wound
Unclean
Whispers guess a trickster nigh
Attention all
Seeking
Hot balloon of tattle
Entourage
Winking
Shy of hype and mock
Woman stops and stands
Sinking
Looks could shoot
Ears aloof, no grain of truth
Telling
As if an elephant
Had taken stage on a
Stampede
Shouts of anger
Stares asunder children fled
The scene
A robber, thief, caught in act
A trial for one
Denied
Justice would be pierced
Without a word until
She speaks
I hear you all are roused because
A piece of me
Missing
Implore, ne’er do harm
Walk the line but not
Guilty
The missing part I do not know
A thread was pulled
In seams
The pain of it concerns me not
Compared to that
By thee
I've never left hibernation
All but a short stroll
Around the garden
To vacate my cave
Return to ocean
Plunge deep into her senses
Cool relief
I imagine it daily
Breaking the surface
Would look like
Reaching out both arms
Holding her close to me
Kissing her forehead
Hand on her cheek
The full force of waves
Impacting me
With that smile
Just inches away
Rocking me to the core
Over and over again
In rhythm with moon
Wax and wane
For as long as forever
Remains
‘Better a chorus of birds than a choir.
Better an altar of leaves.
Baptise me in rainfall and crown me with sunrise.’
Hannah Kent, Devotion.
Waves of whitewash
Gently tumble with sand
Could be anywhere
In the world
Colour of ocean blues
Somewhere tropical
Azure, opal, sapphire
No gem compares
Worth beyond all lands
Ocean holds beauty
Ancient mysteries
Never revealed
Reading into you
Searching endlessly
For the same page
The right script
The best score
The only beat
In time with
Imaginary
Baton flick
By some one called fate
The world an immense
Library of works
I wander in that palace
Of my mind for that one
Story where we meet
Before the final scene
Where we crescendo to
The lasting peace
The rest of history
Hemmed between two women
Whose adventures stitch
Threads of images along
Fraying edges of mine
Intelligences
Covering the great expanse
Down to the particles
Of origin and earthly existence
Power couple like moons rotating in orbit
Planet like sinking ship
They floatation devices
To cling to
As we abandon our scripts
Play ad lib on stringed instruments
With salt lapping at
Our noses
I admire their smiles
As warmth in my belly
Dissolves the awkward
Moments when she
Materialises in scene
A simple equation
A square root not threes
The answer lies with me
Count the stars of heaven 