Higher love

Posted on January 24, 2022 by aperture

I fell in love with nature
Not for its own sake
Or higher cause
Tickets to posterity

Simply to save me

She was a portal
I climbed through
Out of the capsized
Sinking ship

Took me by the hand
Showed me how to swim
Not for glory, accolades
For my own benefit

Opened my eyes 
To all the life
Beneath the surface
I could not see

Though I hold on
To air, words, hands
In her presence
Not to tarnish 

The moment

Having dived for riches
Striving to pluck my heart
From the seabed
She reminded me

Just breathe

Fair maiden

Posted on January 6, 2022 by aperture

How your hair moves
Gently in the breeze
Put mind at ease
Surround with green

Reminding me 
Special treasures
Await when we leave
Path well travelled

Ends curling upwards
Humidity, too fine 
To be trampled
Beneath our feet

So long

Posted on January 6, 2022 by aperture

…and thanks for all the fish
Douglas Adams

Passing fancy

Posted on January 1, 2022 by aperture

Invisible delights remain
As the stardust fades
Revelry abates soft sounds
Of sleeping in till late

Thunderous applause 
Momentary universe
In all colours
Of the night

Fade until next time
Old endings turn to
New beginnings
With you

A novel ending

Posted on December 27, 2021 by aperture

Wouldn't it be nice to find ourselves part of
A glorious story in reality
Shaped by forces hidden beyond our fingertips
Making any other story mere novelty
Unable to hold our imagination beyond
Our waking thoughts
To wish to be awake
Because dreams are not
As tantalising as
Reminscing upon real life
And taking it all 
In your mind to its natural end
In this, being one's own best friend means
To reach out again and again
For what the heart needs 
To do and say daily
Not only to stay alive but thrive
To be a starring part in our own story

Falling slowly

Posted on December 26, 2021 by aperture

Rush of waves of air 
Past the ears
Hot air rising 
Up and out the mouth

'Fix a basket below
Call out Here we go!'
Altitude whirring
Latitude stirring

Mending and lashing holes
Forgive me for not 
Holding you in my arms
Pulling lines and sandbags 

Forgot the sparkling
Though the water looks divine
Floating on a mystery tour
Riding a technicolour dreamcoat

Falling slowly
Seeking sure footing
More than I'll ever be
Landing softly in fields of gold

Book Fetish

Posted on December 24, 2021 by aperture

Under covers 
Slide between sheets
Fingers fondle
Turn a new leaf

Entering into
Worlds unseen
Stars in eyes
Hold and breathe

Drama unfolding
Pushing bounds
Reality dissolves
Dreams are found

Singers bellow
Dancers twirl
Look no further
Bookish girls

Southern Cross

Posted on December 23, 2021 by aperture

To bear
Not to blame
Open the gates
Running away
Pointing star
Toward the void
Seemingly endless
Space between us
In the silence
Flag flying
Falls and furls
To the ground
Fences down
She crosses over
Settlers land
Like she always did
On Bruny Island
Feet tread lightly
Lately leaders
Learn to follow
Across fallow fields
On her heels
Cotton wool covering
Envelopes the sky
Carpeted canopy
Of green lay over
Caress of waves lap
At the edges
This is her land
Forever

Life

Posted on December 20, 2021 by aperture

But not as we know it
Unknown

Magnetic north

Posted on December 20, 2021 by aperture

No room at the inn
For fair weather friend
It is rarely so fair
So close to Antarctic
Even in Bermuda 
Smooth sailing unlikely
When a meteor
Millions of years ago
Can still mess with
Direction finding
Compass swirling
While land locked ones
Hang around in bars
Drinking Sunrises
By the glass
Why is the needle
Always pointing South
Where the shadows are cast
By the winter sun?
To those in motherland
We are indeed upside down