Origins

If ever an original thought 
Possessed fair and true
Surely it would be one time
I fell in love with you
Pimelea glauca, Smooth Riceflower, Seven Mile beach Tasmania
Sheer freedom to spend
Hastily penned prose
As a lottery win
Tossed to the wind

Not a single note
To be found now
All love expended
Where to now?
Coal river, Tasmania

One fine day

A bundle of spring flowers 
Tied loosely with a curl
Of twine enveloped
By eucalypt sprigs
Like a peace offering
Lay at my feet
All sorts of smiles
Glances and reminisces
Scents hang around
Should you find
Alone turns lonely
Unexpectedly so
At the eleventh hour
Though not clock watching
Thoughts chime in chorus
The need to know
All is fine
Epacris impressa

Love no limits

Monumental greatness
Can be obtained
By simply containing
All adoration
Safe within
Much trepidation
To give it away
Knowing it may spoil
Be despised or downtrodden
A monolith of affection
For one
Flourishing
Behind closed eyes
A life adorned

Entertainer

Today I humbly entertained an idea
no cavalcade or ceremony required of me
Bouquets of Floriade a capital idea
but did not lend itself to such as this

Flowery words showered upon it
simply dampened the stunning silence.
A blossoming of two minds
entwined in a moment

Such dangerous liaisons
could spark a whole rumination
Lightning flashes
- all is calm

Such adventures I could take you on
if only such an idea
Would dance with me
till dawn

Leopard spots

Golden den of orchids
Wavering on windy
Spring day

Appeals to senses
Grow in certain place
Of community

Treasure trove
Of species mingle
In their shade

Who grows around me?
Companion planting
Colourful variety

Though foot and paw
Tooth and claw evade
Safety in numbers
Diuris pardina, leopard orchid, greater Hobart Tas

Swoon

Long awaited smiling moon
Through dark nights
I have missed you
Surely my love is gazing
Upon you while wondering
When this phase ends
Before another one pulls
At my heart threads
All the tender places
Ache and burn
Stern hands bring no ease
While night flits lightly
Across her face in golden
Flames licking at window
I feel closer to her
Looking at moon, alone
Singing song from childhood
Words revive from
Somewhere out there