Category Archives: Friendship

One day

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Shelves brimming with books
A leather covered nook
Lace curtain dances
On morning breeze
I hurriedly go to work

One day these pages
Will open to me
I will read aloud
To my love over tea

A neighbour stops
To look longingly
At the morning moon
Snaps it with a long lens
While my blue screen eyes glow

One day I will wake
By the light of the moon
Lying on soft tufts of dry moss
We will curl and trace the sun in morning ritual

Ginger cat curls in winter coat 
Around blue flowers soaking low lying sun
Lush grass is mown by guinea pigs on a run
New natives thrive in builder's rubble.

One day, on eve of Spring 
I will wade through winter garden's tailings
Gather barrowloads of greens to reveal fresh ground 
We will chirp like birds at herbs that survived all odds.
Plant companions for their year ahead.

One day, I hope it comes.
Lime Bay, Tasman Peninsula Tasmania

Eve

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Woollens hung on bedside chair
Buckets brimming with outer wear
Sticks and bottles, spikes and flasks
Beanies and even balaclava mask.

Promise of adventure lingers still
On the lee of dreams fulfilled
Anxious thoughts evade like mist
Must protect the glare skin kiss.

Nuts and bars, apple for the car
Cosy comforts carry too far
Tunes to take us on the ride
To alpine wonders, step outside.
Hartz Mountain National Park
Photo by Sara Stevens

Alpine adventures

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May your winter be as long
As you need to take off
Like a snow angel basking
In its glittery softness

May your climb be as steep as
Your knees can appreciate 
To release the adrenalin
High peak's view appease

May alpine flora be abundant 
Endless stands of snow gums
Far as the eye, twisted delight
Interspersed bouquets of colour

May twittering friends be close
Watching over your steps
Light feathered entertainment 
As you stop and catch your breath

May adventures be far enough 
To exhilarate, yet close
So friends can safely join
To share a tea along the way.
View from kunanyi / Mt Wellington, Tasmania.  Photo by Sara Stevens.

Some Other Soul

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Save me not
From this world
Shop of horrors

One who will
Save me yet
From myself

Perpetual 
Broken heartedness 
Self imposed abandon 

Whose presence
Has gravity
Of the kind kind

Holds up a mirror
Says, I like your flaws
They match your expectations

Then we hold hands
Into the wide blue
Sky, sea and yonder

Once it turns
Red, orange, pink
Sit in wonder

Till sleep befalls
Stars unnumbered 
Past light future wish 

Some other soul
Like mine

Silence speaks

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A source of great strength 
A true friend who never betrays
The sleep that nourishes wisdom
More powerful than proving a point
It is golden
A sanctuary for the soul or
An ultimate weapon of power

Whether embraced or imposed
May your silence be filled with bird song and laughter 
By this, if a weapon, may it lose its power.