Desire chose me
It felt powerful
Yet, my achilles
Object of beauty
Beholds natural world
But never oneself
As admirable
Longing to tell
Though never believed
Truth which burns
Within me

Desire chose me
It felt powerful
Yet, my achilles
Object of beauty
Beholds natural world
But never oneself
As admirable
Longing to tell
Though never believed
Truth which burns
Within me

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

...until the end of time

I miss you, dearly
So much so
I recall clearly
Lottery days
Sunning ourselves or seeking shade
Silence listens to our breathing
A seat at your picnic table
Winning
How lucky I was
Like a billionaire
With nothing in hand
But love and admiration
Need I say?
A past never erased
Nor wished away
Held onto, still as
Cool aqua tarn
Smiles to the gills
Though I recall
My anxious face
Mirrored in yours
How I wished
Upon lucky orange belly feather
Sacred shells under webbed feet
How to make you happier
Than ever before, shall we?
Need I say?
I regret one thing
We are a culmination
Of all that had been
I longed for sweet escapism
Take your hand into the blue
Drift on cloudy scenes
From breakfast till noon
Ride the racing waves
Till breath escapes
Revive till night
Closes our eyes
Once again

Waves of frivolity wash
Over lips and fizz
On tongue
Modest solemnity looks
Over end of flute
On queue
Taken in by ocean blues
Over years of wonder
On edge
Poised for next message
Over silent movies
On video
Blink and miss chance
Over silver spoon
On frills
Playing words and hearts
Over rendered
On tune
Suite of expectations
Over honour
On you

Stars flung to space
Treasures locked in depths
Oasis buried beneath
Comes close
To where I land
Apart from your keep

That bespoke place in the brain
Next to memory
Smell and taste
Lead me to dream awake
Lashings of cream with rhubarb cake
Pearl white shells sit idly by
As she comes and goes
Lucky to be plucked from the sea
Eager hands admired so brilliantly
Abalone bilateral symmetry
Reused diaries
Tip toe through last year
Ruminations on cake and cream
Another few hundred photographs
Under my belt
A haunted belief
Things are still not as they seem
Ritual of coffee making
Resurrects the voice of the past
Reciting how it's made
We always begin again until the end
Living breathing bodily houses
full of living apparitions
Of love and other flowers

Cool thoughts of you
Melt like a snowflake
On my tongue

Tears spilled
Into ink well
Until overflowed
Onto blank page
Of future days
Now never erased
If I'd begged
Bowed down to power
Where would I be now?
Holding the broken limbs
Of my worn out pride
Barely alive

Each year I gift myself
A new year calendar
Full of native flora
From my chosen homeland
To tempt myself
To go out and explore
To fill each day
An unwritten space
With wonder
A plastic Christmas tree
Or ailing pine struck
From side of road
Does nothing for me
Summer draws you out to
Parade through tracks
Winding into hidden
Vales to find
Berries and blossoms
Winged creatures calling
You into the forest
A place of miracles
Magical moments
