What if?

Two soothsayers
Cureall for one another's
Heart-rending pain
You light up my face
Laughter fills the space
Inside my haunted places
While I, humbly now
Know my way around
Herbs and potions
In the kitchen
Feeling your hunger
Like an affliction
Aches like shell bones
Lying on weathered stones
Muscles and sinew
Melt at the touch
Waves wash over you
Under the spell
Of our lips
Tide is in

Whispers

Spending my days
Writing to ghosts
Of my past
Asking them to
Reveal themselves
Materialise before eyes
But they refuse
Thump, thud, voices
In the night
All contrived
By my mind and heart
Convinced I don't live
In this world alone
Colonies of tall trees
To sea grasses swaying
On movement of ocean breeze
Salt spray dries
Salty tears
Unfathomable depths
Overcome latent fears
Echoes of waves
Lap at my back, soothingly
Whisper to mine ears
You are never alone
In the natural world
Banksia serrata

Timbre of the heart II

Dear lover, in absentia
I whisper into shells
Over whether all I gave
Was yours or for myself

Rigid cool of cave
Calms inner storms
Black ink air stale
Smothers fright and fawn

Tentacles do weave
Embroider heart strings
Plucked ruefully
Timbre displeasing

- of course-
To thine ears
Derwent River Tasmania

Point break

Sheer gravity lures
Decades forces pulls
Finally free and yours
Pinnacle of wave
Break over rocky shore
Thrill bouyancy
Every time she responds
To me
Takes to the edge
Bright white sandy smile
Flashes behind eyes
Everywhere I see
Words etched into
Cliff face story
Eroding crumbling
Debunked history
Tideline moves along
With moonlight spree
Voice like wind on waves
Whispers to me
Adrenaline fades
Until next ride
Point break
Mays Beach, Tasmania