Love like

Soft sand 
The place where
High tide won't reach
Just shy of ebb
Flow two-way
Discourse between
Land and sea
Both outreached
Like lovers arms
Drink each other in
Lying on her shores

Soft sand
Mounds where
Terns lay over
Tender feet walking
On eggshells
Deliberate delicate
New life born
In harsh climes
Resilient

Soft sand
Free from damp and cold
Nestled in reedy banks
Hiding darting beaks
Succulents and more
Barely moving an inch
The sea slowly rises
But never touches
For fear to wash away all

Soft sand
Tender toes march in
Treasured not owned
No houses built to dwell
This place is sacred
Defended and protected
Barefoot tiptoe around
Lost coins, watches
Wallets and keys
Gravitate there with ease
Generous offerings to
The space where
Bronze bodies
Curves held form
Find ease and release
Respite for an hour
Then depart

Love that comes
And leaves
Yet always returns

Warm soft sand
Where I land
In the wintry recess
Of my mind
Until next time
Sifting fingers
Falling through
Return to dunes
Pure and refined
Fine
North Bruny Island, D’entrecasteux Channel, lutruwita / Tasmania

I hung on

Your every word
Tossed about gently
Like lost garments
In the night
On the deck
Of a ship at storm
Trip hazard
But loved once worn
In the daylight
As the anchor
Finds safe habour
Among living creatures
Seeking safety
Searching sea bottom
For friends and tidbits
Till bottomless glass
Tilts no more
I set sail again
Longing horizon
Begs me for more
Elizabeth Pier, nipaluna / Hobart, lutruwita / Tasmania

Bloom

Soon as second summer fades
Gold leaf heralds the change
Climb atop pinnacle feast
Yearning eye spectacle
Brilliant openings abound
Underfoot and far
As the eye wanders
Missed by only a week
Left behind late bloomers
Scarce, rare and welcome
Shot of red against
Hard rock, lucid pools
Dreaming what came before
Never gazed upon
Rigid timing of fair nature
Meant never saw one other
In full bloom and open
Ready to receive a lover
Mountain rocket, Bellendena montana, at kunanyi / Mount Wellington, lutruwita / Tasmania.

Introspection

Pay attention
Naval gazing
To the heart
Inward looking

Realising
Affect affords
Little openings
Where thoughts

Seeping in
Under skin
Elevating
Heart making

Every day
Tiny delights
Intermingled
With spice

Grounded
Deeply rooted
Interconnected
Signs of life

When I look within
It's you I find

Ode to the day

One clear day
When sky lids
Close half over
Weep gently

Pull on seal
Skin over
Locking in
Blood warmth

Cacophony of
Pleasure
Metered out
In spades

Splash of cymbals
Crash of waves
Roll of tides
Wash round headland

Where Antarctic
And Eastern
Currents meet
Across my face

Wakening
Tingles up
Spine lest
Wonder

Tick and slip
Shells and silk
Fronds of green
Stick to shore

Long to cover
Over me
Once more round
Mind wander

Thinking space
Underneath glassy
Mirror of sky
Face hides

Quiet applause
Of claws
Mussels galore
Conquest of sorts

Long length
Of the bay

Adventure Bay, Bruny Island lutruwita / Tasmania

Treasure

In the harvest moon
Gathering in treasure
From earth’s bed
Storing up long winter

Sometimes applied
To endearing friends
Just as the chill
Sits heavy on mountain

Ringed peak
Like dormant volcano
Absorbing peach sunrise
As ancient desert rock

Sky tinged with frost
Reminiscent golden
Long summer days
Glinting in eye

Love’s storehouse
Slips through fingers
Like shiny coins
Offered to buy freedoms

In a time of plenty
Store and save
Simple pleasures
For long dark days

A treasure is she
Whose girth rings
Pale in comparison
Wise watching over me

Bruny Island lutruwita / Tasmania

Love like

An aviary
A warm unassuming place
Resting among
Like feathered friends
An open door
To the sky
Admired for a whole array
Of vibrant colours
Soft embrace
Hiding under
Ruffled feathers
Smoothed by momentary
Saving grace
Housekeeping covers over
Communal mess forgave
Late night banter
Turns hiding eyes
Into morning wonder
Respite from furred
Predators
Early warnings
Chorus of song
Greets early risers
Refrain unending
Oft recited
Many lifetimes
Lived long