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
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
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
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
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
What riches lie in wait
To be discovered
By a twist of fate
Chorus of the ocean
Is heard from surface
Best orchestral works
When I still my breath
Pounding heart a timpani
In time with acoustic
Sonogram of life
Unbounded
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
Telling you everything
Like blowing in the wind
A sprouting dandelion
Knowing it will never
Return to me, then
Turning around
Seeing them
Growing all around me
Tales told and loves
Unfolding from
Somewhere else
Unknown
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
Count the stars of heaven 