All dressed up

Where can I go
To follow
In your footsteps?

To wander
In your stead

All dressed up
To go nowhere
In particular

Lucid dreaming
Takes me somewhere
Far off

Still the sky
Covers us all
Until nightfall
We deconstruct

Consuming warmth
To stay our idleness
To stoke the fire
Inside and out

To tell you
How much
Is enough
With Love
Gruyere, Switzerland

Daughter

There is a one I love
Who wanders far and free
Who pens adventures down
Her immortality

Her footsteps tread but lightly
Amidst nature's crown
Pause for meditating
Moments looking down

Her way is followed freely
By many searching ways
Weather turns and still she swills
A whisky end of day

If nature is a mother
She is a daughter true
Our itchy feet are longing
To tread behind in twos
Pirates Bay, Tasmania