Like a child I writhed
Seeing beauty before me
Unable to touch, hold
Take home to tuck
Into bed with comfort
Colours dance upon my wall
As morning light throws
Herself at me begging
Luring me to be healed
By her embrace
Again

Like a child I writhed
Seeing beauty before me
Unable to touch, hold
Take home to tuck
Into bed with comfort
Colours dance upon my wall
As morning light throws
Herself at me begging
Luring me to be healed
By her embrace
Again

One and only place
Sacred to those
Who know where
To find me
Residing
Standing firm
Against the tide
Playing it out
In my mind
Sweet interludes
We're yet to find

Heart wants what it wants
Wide open mouth
River swallowed by the sea
Jaw falls open gaping
As head inclines
Leafy fingers entwine
Above me holding canopy
Sun winks through
Dappled blinds
Wondering what you'd say
Standing next to me
Whispers imaginary
As the hush of waves
Soothes the craving
Cliffs falling in
Finally retired
To lie on soft bed
Far beneath

Little darlin
It's been a long cold
Lonely winter...
Here comes the sun
It's alright
~John, Paul, George & Ringo

Shedding skin
Reluctantly
Knowing it will never
Fit me again
Revealing tender
Glistening within
Looking at a part of me
Not discarded
Treasured outlived
My happy place
My mind returns
When it protected me
From falls from grace

More significant
Placeholder no need for you
To reciprocate

Tending to
Small hands
Hair flicking wide
Glinting eyes
Blinking love
Up to me
Head hovering
Under door frame
Burly gentle voice
Giant young hand
Filling holes
In roles of family
Tending always
My secret garden
Inside
Giant limbs and roots
Of memories
To swing on
In the dark hours
Back and forth
Soothing
Tender to
End of work
Ache between
My bones
Echoes of words
From a whole world
Of intimate meetings
Human voice evokes
Cure for hurt
Tending all
Cut stems
New roots
Shoots and leaves
Evergreen
Expanding
Untouched by
Frost or heat
Enclosed glasshouse
Weighted by reality
Preserved by families
Tenderqueer
Sharing spectrum
Kaleidescope
Of fondness
Love me tender
Sensitive receive
Touch of air
Words breathing
Responds anything
Unflinching
Appealing
Secret smiles
Unspoken words
Tenderly recalling
Time together
Fleeting

My heart sings out
Every morning
Trying on
Different melody
Not to drown out
In synchrony
With droning
Whirring life
All around me
Unknown songs
Respond saying
Who is it
You are calling?
Waiting for like echo
Chamber music
Of a heart

Fearful storm of lightning
unaccompanied
by rain or thunder
Flashes
singularly vivid
showing plainly
rugged outline
Wild landscape
from rocky fortress
witnessed
Hot weather parched
herbage of plain
to perfect dryness
A flash
more tremendous
suddenly set it
a blaze
Alarmed
in the tenement
occupied
Shortly relieved
from apprehensions
copious shower
extinguishing the flame
Erasure poem – ‘On Christmas Rock, 1840’ – from JE Calder, 1849, Some account of the country lying between Lake St Clair and Macquarie Harbour, Tasmanian Journal of Natural Science, 3:415-429.
Watching uncertainties
Ebb and flow
As warm cool currents
Change their mind
All year round
Receiving gifts
Too generous
For what we are
Suspended
Weightless
Insides heavy
Protest at lack of substance
Washed up grounded
Gasping crawling
Back to shoal
Do it all again
