Some Other Soul

Save me not
From this world
Shop of horrors

One who will
Save me yet
From myself

Perpetual
Broken heartedness
Self imposed abandon

Whose presence
Has gravity
Of the kind kind

Holds up a mirror
Says, I like your flaws
They match your expectations

Then we hold hands
Into the wide blue
Sky, sea and yonder

Once it turns
Red, orange, pink
Sit in wonder

Till sleep befalls
Stars unnumbered
Past light future wish

Some other soul
Like mine

Longer still

Once you are away
From your childhood home
Many years past
One still dreams
Of flying away from it
Telling you it's time
To move on

Long gone down river
From sacred moments
Of coming out
To the world
One still dreams
Of a sleeping lover
Tip toe past her
Not to awaken love
If she'd rather slumber

Moving through the world
Of faces lit bright red
At night by dining tables
Revelry and mist mingle
In the air
Faces become familiar
Still imposed on new..
Old loves flicker
Features compose comfort

We cannot move away
Neither day or sleep
The divine touch
A muse, a fire
A demi-god
Living humbly in suburbia
Capture our inner eyes
So that we may dream well
Forever
Kettering, Tasmania

Silence speaks

A source of great strength 
A true friend who never betrays
The sleep that nourishes wisdom
More powerful than proving a point
It is golden
A sanctuary for the soul or
An ultimate weapon of power

Whether embraced or imposed
May your silence be filled with bird song and laughter
By this, if a weapon, may it lose its power.

Fruiting bodies

Life abounds on the edge
We always knew the rainbow
Not lines of solid colours
A spectrum of hues

Our very DNA intermingles
Since time immemorial
Generations of story tellers
Minced with scientific truths

A new kind of love walks around
Nods at one another,
Knowingly
Formerly L, G, B or Q

Now are plus beings
Who love one not defined
By straight lines
Yet familiar it is, human

With fruiting bodies
Taking on attributes
Of one another
Perfect symmetry of life

Far and wide

Will I set it free?
To wander monsoon streets
Slip into fever dreams
Strap to airplane seats
Will I loosen from its nest
Inside of me?

To fly above swirling schools
Of fish perused
By cephalopods and seals?

Do I secure it soundly within
Cabin walls to sway
In tempestuous swells
Safely in your arms?

Do I unleash this love of mine
Deep-seated divine
Nestled in safe hands
Across unending oceans?

Holding untethered body
In its wake.

Forever residing in waves
That which joins all lands
Far and wide
Joints, muscles and sinew
Within us too.

Arise

May I entreat thee
A painstakingly slow
Reveal
If you're not sold
On its worth
Grow weary before
Ribbon falls
To the ground
Blink as lid lifts
Lay it aside
Open wide
Tease of tissue paper
Crinkles as the nose
In anticipation
No waiting game
Moments of reckoning
One still standing, poised
Wing span of heart's
Butterflies
The best things take time

Spinning yarns

Yards of delicate spun silken cloth
Shaped and tailored
To fulsome figure
Breathing space
A few fingers on the waist
Darts and pleats
In all the right places
Spun yarns on bar stools
Stories we traded places
Design for an outfit
You and I
Something grande to wear
To a parade
Ever so slowly
A loose thread pulled
Here or there
A button popped
Dropped into beer glass
Hem frayed apart
Accessories slid off
Bar mates picked up
Broken
Sitting perched on edge
Of leather chaise lounge
Looking at your face
The flower on the sill
Alternating
Till I look down to realise
The whole time
This empress here
Singing her heart song
To cadence of onlookers
Was naked all along
Fairy apron by Lake Pedder, Tasmania