Category Archives: Gender

Airs and Graces

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Inspire
Expire 
She moves on air
Vanishing
Deflating

When I first woke
From the nightmare
The cold sweat
Refreshing

All I'd claimed in me
Reappeared
Instantaneously
Writing profusely

My claim to fame
Spoke, wore, dared
Ignition broke
Driver beware

Ditched high hopes
Road to nowhere
Retreated inside
Capacious bare

Only to cling to
Fortunate words
Mythical poems
Senses and nerves

Prove them right
I lose myself
Prove them wrong
Push away

Yeast rising
Hot air
Proves
Daily bread

Every other voice
Chimes in
Beautifully
But only one
Cures gracefully

Sitting pretty
Perched above
Harbour views
Self-soothe

Record player
Of youth
Going roundabout
She is all and all

The girl on the corner
Flipping the bird
Tough time town 
Take my word

Tears spilled always
Losing another
Cast away
Girl Friday

No long play
Nor single
Sings the lyrics
I wish to say

Fingers touch
Words into being
Never having
Your own
Living
Breathing
In love
Harbour views, nipaluna/ Hobart, lutruwita/ Tasmania

Lightly lightly

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Before I dare 
Open my eyes
Stirrings peep
On the breeze
In the trees
On the window sill
Telling me this
Is a new day
Fills my head
With past present
And future
They fly in lighty
Rest divinely
On the edge
Of the fountain
Dart to nearby
Branches
Lofty places
Flying freely
All around me
They are always
With me
Caleana Major, Flying Duck Orchid – image credit Adam Fry
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May Queen

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Ever since when
Tucked inside
Safe harbour
Tending to
All her needs
When onlookers
Admire her wisdom
Sweat and tears
Protected for
The power
Of her beauty
All these years
May Queen alongside Hobart Wharf, lutruwita/ Tasmania

Missing you

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Tied alongside 
Sitting idle
Remembering 
The thrill
Of the ride

Ocean waves
Hello
Goodbye
See you 
Another time

Fresh air
Breeze 
On skin 
Salty
Turning
Rusty

Wanting
Washing over
Moving freely
Never feeling
Time enough
When made
For you
Hobart Wharf, lutruwita/ Tasmania

Caught in the storm

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Lured from tree house
Hiding places
Secure warm
From tiny throne

Leading loyal ones
To the next home
Caught in a storm 
Taken down
As one

She is queen
Her word is won
Workers lives
Depend upon

Sudden storm
Mass extinction 
Regret moving
Even mentioned

For one that brings
Our hearts attention
This day such loss
Is worth a mention
Hive with no queen, Cressy Tasmania – Image credit Paul Purton, used with permission.

Green eyes

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Seeing green
Is necessary
For healthy mind
Forest bathing
Sublime

Wandering through
Hapless lives
How many times
Listening in
Expecting 
Indifference
Disinterest

Instead
Twist of pain
Sharp sides 
Insecurities denied

How I longed
To rest alongside
Ever wondering
Are they happier
Without me?

So many unknowns
Least of all
Knowing eyes
Green or blue?

Depending 
Whether 
Looking
At you