I saw a Forty Spotted
Pardalote today
She was perched
Undercover
Sheltered from
The rain
She was chirpy
Twittering to
A nesting mate
While I watched
The handsome exchange
From the other side
Of the window pane
Such excitement
One feels
No matter how long
The encounter
A rare bird is she
Whom we hardly ever
Lay eyes upon
But long to see
Indefinitely
A magic carpet ride
Source lost and found
Some foreign bazaar
Where incense, spice
And turkish delights
Feast your eyes
From afar
Friends call out
From way below
'Get down from there
You'll hurt yourself!'
Then tell them
'I don't care'
For a vision
Laid out in front
Shows me
As far as only
Mine eye
Can see
It's too easy to imagine
If all the stars fell
Out of the sky
Dark nights
Would be warmed by
Street lights
Into the starlit darkness
She treads carefully
By the fireside
Flame flickers
In her eyes shining
Until dreams take over
Healing sore bones
Until birdsong breaks
Through her thoughts
Each morning
How easy to mistake
One thing for another
A heady mix we are
After each to each
A long sitting
To recover my senses
Short and tall
Would either be
A perfect couple
Or comedy duo
As the sweetness
Tickles my sides
The last sip
Drip of honey edge
Go down like
A dream
We won't hide ourselves
From the light
Love's anthem plays
All through the night
Why we apply to our persons
These analogies of nature
As I pluck the expired flowers
And spotted leaves
In the midday sun
In my pyjamas
Don't they produce
With time sun rain
The most delicious
Rosehip tea?
But I comply with
Expectations
To make the neighbourhood
Beauty increase
With bright blooms
Swaying on the warm breeze
For people to remark upon
Or else consider
Their most natural state
Caused by neglect
When we glance at things
Both consider the seed
From whence it came
Somewhere like loving hands
Or soles of feet
A birds belly
We gaze upon living things
Nourishment from above
Though call the source
Different things
All knowing we each
Desire respect and love
Chaos catapults all
Suspended in air
Opportunity knocks
When all lands
Fool is wise
To only one thing
Hurting can only be
Signs of life
Prince will worry
With weight
Of authority
Bearing a sword
Undergirding
Compensating
Like four columns
Wonders of love
Wider than amphitheatre
Longer than annuls
Of antiquity
More precious than relics
Yet kept hidden
Behind doors
Words and fears
Forever many years
Making mountains out of trenches
Growing roots connecting
Healing broken paths empty
Life abounding arising
Remaking returning
Unleashing spores free
To be born again
A placebo
Telling me
All is well
Feeling like
A strong drug
Really just
A sugar pill
Taking edge off
Daily drain
Duty doldrums
Hours mundane
Out of place
A smiling face
In a sea of
Working grey
Filling me
With signs
Wonders
Whispering
A brave poet
Are we a race
For reasons of
Posterity
Or keep above
The rising flood
Of market share
Or do I dare
To love?
To have a knack
To win with words
Imagine this
Remember that
It catches you
In early morn
Then wonder if
A fiction born
Oh happy day
When people teem
Grabbing bears
Near bakery
Order flowers
Queue for hours
To save the Ferris
Wheel for lovers
Once a year
Soft centred ones
Splurge and lift
Spending slump
Whereupon
I'd daily make
English muffin
Strawberry jam
Fish and chips
By Sandy Bay
Coffee brunch
A piece of cake
As if to spot
Rarest flower
Outside your window
Everyday
Exotic birds
Fly south and make
Their home in
Unmown grass of late
Imagined love
Meets daily wake
A pose, a glimpse
We hesitate
A ritual
To meditate
On one so loved
Of late
