There is a natural state
Of justice in this world
Be it chance or fate
Or mere accident
I take my courage to say
Love is everywhere
Yet rare and precious too
A short glimpse of it
Builds bridges over ravines
Calms storms within
Eases rivers of tears

There is a natural state
Of justice in this world
Be it chance or fate
Or mere accident
I take my courage to say
Love is everywhere
Yet rare and precious too
A short glimpse of it
Builds bridges over ravines
Calms storms within
Eases rivers of tears

An island haven
Cut off world's worry
For few short months
I had you at arm's length
You had me at yes
Borders came down
Walls came up
Draw a long bow
To wish upon
A future us
I'd have climbed mountains
To know, to hold
If at all
But once...

Of all the treasures
I've ever seen
Wisdom, beauty, truth
Redeemed
Finest gifts
Rarest traits
Trust is bound
Longing waits

The seashells of Tasmania: a comprehensive guide by Simon Grove. 2nd ed. 2019.
Lift the lid on
Colourful opportunism
Take your pick
I chose you
At first glance
Cranberry dreams
Soaked in liqueur
A dollop of cream
From the same maker
We all are and yet
Shelved by label
Aroma drifts
Scented desire
Lifts my mood
Day and night
Yet never to taste
Admire the flavours
On wrists, nape of neck
Dab on lips
A pity to waste
Something so beautiful
Perched high with only
A window view

Take me with you

A word can change a life


The salty sea understands
Vast unbounded loneliness
Despite surrounded by
Bountiful land
Fringed with company
Immersed in memories
Exuding calmest thought
Her placid shores
Lap at my feet
Spurring me on

How do I tell her?
Devotion rises
Tide to chin
Sea grass waves
Goodbye
How to live a dream?
Kitchen window spying
Blue gum branches
Conjures fantasies
Surprises
How to love oneself?
Believe there is more
Waiting somewhere
Far away unknown
Renowned
How to make sense?
Words splayed daily
Confusion sets in
Love on the spectrum
Beginnings

Some like sky
Affect ever changing
Fleeting clouds as moments
Intentions dissipate
Others are moonshaped
Soothsayers drawing in
Ocean whim of attraction
Bold orb to winsome sliver
While those most like
Giants of the forest
Branches give shade to
Vulnerable young creatures
Might shed leaves to reinvigorate canopy
A season long hopeful wait
Of beauty immeasurable
While one of deeply held belief
Molten desire tense decades
Ashen interest rises
Eruption surprises
Constant fault lines rift
Ocean islands drift
Gentle seasons in the South
Etched in my memory forever
