Orchid eye

At last, hope all but declined
To fill the void and vacant mind
Unthinkingly returned to find
Her soft response - as silk - sublime

Flesh of petal, down of breeze
Float respondent, clasped with ease
A moment rendered skips repeat
Upon the joy bells fringe appease

Wavering as the hooded green
Time was all a seasoned dream
Though orchid eyes all summer roam
Abiding sight I've never known
Caleana major, large flying duck orchid, lutruwita / Tasmania

Blackbirds and Nightingales

Once a many ravens
Perched on picnic walls
Encroaching so daringly
Staring back and forth

Babes in arms were cradled
Toddlers stopped from harm
Backed away hauntingly
Edge from warm spring calm

Escape to caves below
Calcified remains.
Hundred years a column
Ancestors' way laid

Cacophany of cries
Heard across the skies
Sharp eye of witnesses
Those who bled and died

~Inspired by The Nightingale Film (2018)

Dans la nuit

To know 
Without a shadow
of guilt, shame, doubt
though trite it may sound
A flash of mind
Last seen 6 hours ago

To know
With all lightness
Inside
If one green bottle
on the wall should fall
the first would be me

To know
Moving from object
Gazed upon
To glitter, shards, splinters
Dangerous to bare feet
Closer to original form

To remember
squeal of soles
on soft mounds
covet seabird treasures
safely keep
Waves eternally rise
to greet me

To recall
Dans la nuit
White caps peeps through
seam of dimness
winter solstice
breathe in out rush
tides and lungs
repeat

Weather with you

Some loves are like a sea
salty touch chill to the skin
blissful diving in
on the fringe waves of grief
crash upon disheveled shores
tumbling in weeds
flotsam and jetsam

Some loves are a range
of mountains and hills
traverse through blinding
snow and wind
sudden change
dappled sun kisses
closed eyes before
hides behind peaks
searching caves within

Some loves are like a cloud
begging me - look up!
enamored by the majesty
of sky mirrored by our
smiles and glances
once dark and stormy sea
takes on new beauty
because of thee