Category Archives: Nature

Ode to the day

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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

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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

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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

Endless Summers

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Multiple intelligence

Tells me she's leading
Highways and byways
Rivulets and streams
By foot or wheels
In sideways sleet
Drifting drizzle
Glistening on hair

All my days I'd travel
Endless concentric circles
Just to rest upon
The place where
We meet next time
Only by fate

For to say these
Endless words to ears
Would mean what
Southern Summer days
Do carelessly
We wake up 
Suddenly to
Poignant
Silent
Goodbyes

More beautiful
For being rare
And unaware
How deeply missed
Long to travel
Over hemisphere
To find her again

Down

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Teasing a whisper trail
Covering over a lifetime
He said, she said
Cellists make good lovers
As she hugs her legs
Round the portly shape
Smooth timbre of hips
Vibrating sullenly
As boozy fingers
Re-member how to be
When eyes hone in
Expectantly
These beams come down 
Onto me from the sky
A place I can never climb
So I evacuate from
The bottom rung
Sink my toes into
Mounds of moss
Lichen it grows
On me like you
Hidden shape teases
Behind a silk wave
Hiding her face
When I try to take
Her picture

Space junk

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All that glitters
Is not gold
In zero gravity
Feel free and easy
But unavoidable
Collisions with
Floating debris
Leave me speechless
On the far 
Distant galaxy
My star lights the way
She is bright and sparkly
Unnamed oft spoken 
Constant in the sky
Can we consume
Drifting asteroids
Wandering satellites
That hinder us?
We are but dust
If I shine
We collide
Will we repel
Explode
Create a new world?
Or at least
Glow brighter
Unto ourselves
While dark stillness
Between us
Illuminates
Stories untold

Open door

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Standing wide open
Facing me
Reflecting back
All I've been 
Where I'm heading
Gazing possibility
Leading me onwards
Not locking me out
Transparency
Warm air wraps
On the breeze
Little visitors
Greet at table
With hands empty
Except for a key
Walking outside
To admire
Everything
Come sit by me
Lie in wait
Staring at stars
Rising on horizon
One day align
With mine