Inner space

Posted on December 24, 2021 by aperture

It's too easy to erase
The space an other takes
No place to call home
No favourite dates

Though in absentia 
Loved ones grow
Disproportionate to
Size in life

Taking up thought waves
Morning and night
Sitting snugly beside
On a Saturday night

Saving a seat next to
Chair held by arm
As if waiting for you
To return from the bar

Favourite moments play
Like a love song on repeat
Willing me to believe
Wholeheartedly

Despite not seeing
Feeling or holding
Perfume drifting
Evoking sense bodily

Love is real

*“Attic Red Figure Lekythos, 480-470BC. Ceramic container for perfume or oil. Nike (Victory)* *with a vase, a prize for a contest.*“

John Elliot Museum, University of Tasmania.

Somewhere only we know

Posted on December 20, 2021 by aperture

Where on this earth
Is there a place to call home?
With resting silence
Chattering streams
Sounds of chirping 
In the groves
Do we climb a mountain 
And take a ride down
On the rainbow?

Deep blue grey eyes
Watch same coloured clouds
Drift heavily towards us
Like moving mountains
Though weightless to our eyes
Powerful forces hold them
In the sky

A bridge that divides
Also unites
Seasoned minds recall
The day it came down 
After rolling the dice
On their way home
So their lives revolve
Staying on side
Never daring to cross
For fear of remembering
Nervously teetering 
On edge of floating bridge
Sea spray enveloping
Same waters harmlessly
Tickle toes
At Opossum Bay

We make it look easy
To love
Because we know 
Anything else 
Than familiarity 
Is beyond us
Confronting disparity

If we met by chance
- How many people on this earth? -
Would lady luck allow
Another turn
To find one other
Standing beside
In a place 
Made for us

Sound bites

Posted on December 19, 2021 by aperture

Peering through the gap in the fence
Seeing glimpses of movements
Shifting my weight on my haunches
Ears picking out prominent sounds
Out of the loudness of wind, grasses, cicadas
Talking fluently in the language I feel 
Most comfortable in my skin
Waiting for an eye to appear, an ear to receive 
Only darting birds believe
What nature knows to be true
Our senses of self flow unkept by the tide gate
Words carried away with wings on the breeze
Warm air rises to meet
All the waves from all the ones
Who agree

Heart

Posted on December 18, 2021 by aperture

Patiently beating away
All the years
Percussive maintenance
For flaws and foibles 
Of what I do to you
Loving my body
Choosing to care
For me first
Symbiotic relationship
One to another
Heart to brain
Recall my strength
Of resolve to love
When all else has
Forgot

Love like

Posted on December 17, 2021 by aperture

Haymaking
Sunshine and rain
Brave one who
Hops onboard
Riding forward 
While others gather
Receiving stores
Bailing and loading 
Sundried piled high
Wheat and straw
For each living thing
In community
Out of rain
Hoping greenness
Had gone away
Save spontaneous 
Combustion

Meanwhile few
Content with
Love's gleanings
Slim pickings
On the fringe
Taking only
What they need
To feed or bake
Wheaten loaf 
For family roast
Horse or goat
Stave off hunger
Together
For one more day

Love like

Posted on December 17, 2021 by aperture

A manicure
Constantly tending
Ever growing 
Uncomfortable process
Paring and smoothing
Rough edges
Common trait of humanity
Yet individual as
A fingerprint
Love an identity
Caring regularly
Outward sign of
Healthy nurture
Nourishment
Beautiful accessory
To extend
To hold
In another's 
Hand

Sister smiles

Posted on December 15, 2021 by aperture

Failsafe friend days
Filled with laughter
Topdown wind in hair ways
Hope your headscarf stays

The biggest smiles
Reserved for little
Sister dearest
Keepsafe creative memory

Easy hair down
Help tailor made
In a bind 
Pave a way

Waves over statelines
Saving grace
Voice a soothing space
For centuries

Women on the verge
Of finding one another
Peace never needing
A reason to love

Pleiades

Posted on December 15, 2021 by aperture

Dancers in dusky streetlight
Seven forms converge
Reflecting blue
Evading the darkness

Superceded by 
Spectacular collisions
Supernova sky

In the millions
Years of stillness 
Like one looked 
In the mirror 

Saw the other
Longing to look within
Each other
Forever

Live like
No tomorrow
Casting stars
Into orbit
For a hundred thousand
Tomorrows

Light years end
Replaced by dark nebula
Crash course time and again
Pressing upon the moment
Tales trail behind

A particle of dust 
Floats by 
Miniature universe
Beyond our eyes

Little did she know

Posted on December 14, 2021 by aperture

The tragedy of poetry
Is how Atwood sees
As the words are written 
Inspired event complete

Like an epitaph
To memory in bold
Detail delightful sighting
Though future is untold

No assurance can be given
By simply putting down
Ink to paper, finger tap
All prophecy unfounded

Into future like Le Guin
A new world expounded
If all society's whisper
In amplified stereo sound

A foot tapping, toe curling
Secret I keep
That all stories begin and end
With us somewhere in between

*Eucalyptus globulus, Tasm*anian blue gum

Heavy

Posted on December 14, 2021 by aperture

Heavy on my mind
Light in my step
Taking my time 
Giving me power

Under my skin
Deep in the heart
Over everything
Where do I start?

Love is burnt toast
Running late
Sleeping in
Talking straight 

Smiling inappropriate 
Moments on repeat 
Fear of being alone
Knowing never will be

Because you're always 
Here beside me