Sacramento

There's a time not so long ago
It still plays in my mind
Like the little girl who giggled
Hung her monkey arms around
Your neck and made you laugh and smile so much
Across the crowded venue
Now the size of an adult
She sits squarely at me and stares
Just like my girl does
I stared back too
Masks up to our eyes
What does she want to know?
A silent reply
Yes, I love her too

Moments like these can be found on the brink of never after
They live on as an image that can never be erased
Come what may
Artist: Lucienne Rickard, ecology studies. Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery

https://www.detached.com.au/ecology-studies

In her likeness

Feathery down on tender leaf
Bare skin of trunk
Velvet grass under feet
Grazed by lush grey coat
Pressed gently in hand
Distinctive scent arose
Sensory pleasure all around
Evokes a smile of fondness
Desire to know once for all
Mysteries under its surface
Prostanthera lasianthos, Christmas Bush, Lenah Valley Tasmania

Sometimes

When wedged in the cleft of a cliff
Gives shelter from relentless
Beating rain and wind
Storms outside and within
Cool cave a respite
Shade from scorching rays
Love for another lights
A campfire inside
Keeps you warm all night
Gives you strength to rise
To stoke its smoky coals
To nourish body and soul
Sometimes loving you
Is the same as loving me too.
Mt Cameron, Tasmania. Image not author’s own.

Imaginary friend

What would one say
To knowing
The sweet cavalcade
Dancing in dreamtime
Where rainbow glitter
Unicorns and faeries
Parade then sleep tenderly
Among the daisies
Where folk from far away
Mingle peacefully
Sharing all their wares
Speaking freely
One another's tongue
The place where I
Hold you in my arms
Exaocarpus cupressiformis, Native cherry, Lenah Valley Tasmania