Sound of silence

Modern living presents 
Small portrait-sized
Black-mirror windows
Into foreign lands 
Full of pop wisdom
Highs like sherbet sticks
Rainbows that fade soon as
We hit the power button

We are not bound up in pixels
Love hearts, thumbs up
To bow your neck
Squint though fingerprints
Smile lingers only a moment

I give you sunrise and sunsets
Wishing stones falling through
Lapping waves glistening
Paw prints and hellos

I give you the awkward moments
When I realise I poured my heart out
You received it willingly
I am silent in thankfulness

I hold my breath waiting
For you to speak
Exhaled step by step 
Cadence of time together
Waiting for one another
In the sound of silence

High time

To settle beneath the mire
Of the hightide line
Strewn with seagrass exiled
From its sheltered home

Love drawn between tides
On the shoreline
Melts away with
Wind, rain and storm

Rising sea urges us onwards
Upwards where winged creatures
Hilltop looking for mates
Resting in the glades

Showing true colours
The whole time
Reflecting chance rays
Of sunshine
?Birthana cleis (Immidae) East Coast Tasmania

Fly away

I keep returning to safe place
In my heart of hearts
Where secrets don't need
To be erased

Where I can love who I love
Offer no explanations
Where we're free to walk
Fields of life arm in arm

How can it be
On the sunniest day
Of the year
There's a storm inside?

To my surprise
Five black birds in the sky
Predicted winds of change
In your eyes
Large duck orchid, Caleana major

O Christmas Tree

Hello my ancient friend
May I place yet another
Hand on your leg?
Will you spill all secrets
In this brief meeting?
How you thrived
Thousands of adoring
Visitors while growing
Silently, unnoticed
Our footsteps heralded
By birdsong
We celebrate the girth
Of your waist
While post-luncheon
Walkers remark on
New year's resolutions
Aimed at winding back
Time and growth
Of their appearance
It must seem
Very primitive thinking
To such a wise one
Of your worth
The Octopus Tree on kunanyi, Mt Wellington Tasmania

Girl band

If I could ask just one thing
Of a girl's best mate
How to be in love
And never speak its name?
How to hold it in
For short hours soon to end
Only to explode
Smiles and tears on journey's end
How to read a book
Admire a view
When next to them?
Eyes like infrared
Tracing everywhere she went
If this secret she relays
Would keep me in this band
To spend another five, ten years
Waiting for her hand
Lake Dobson, Mt Field National Park, Tasmania

Night blind

Storms hover
Laden with energy
As tarry black
Night sky pours out
Longing freezes over
Bursts of Spring
Barely taken hold
Tender shoots
Yearning to flower
Waking dawn
Her face shines over
Melting at the sight
Crying streams
Down to river
Harshness softened
Bud revived
To bloom and grow
To thrive
Kunanyi / Mt Wellington

Higher love

I'd look upon you
Every day
Steal glimpses for
When we're away

A blanket holds
Close to curves
Morning array
Colours displayed

Sleeping woman
Found all over
Whole country
Loving her

Turning away
Amounts to nothing
She commands all
My attention

Gracing this scene
Weak at knees
Only few times
Lost in her skies

Enamored by trails
Of thoughts
Leading me onward
She is mountain
Kunanyi / Mt Wellington