A cocoon
Urging me
I have all
I need
Spinning round
Intimately
Fine silk
Weaving
Remaking
Every cell
To offer
Freedom
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Category Archives: Nature
Memoriam
I dedicate my writings
Dear Fanny Cochrane Smith
I lived upon her land
Learned what gratitude is
It healed my very wounded
Heart, spirit, mind
So I wish to return
To all of her kind
~written on kunanyi lutruwita / Mt Wellington Tasmania
Papillons
Is clear there's something
Between us
That which keeps us apart
Holds us together
Rather than deter
It makes me want
You more
The image I portray
Is simply a gentle fear
That if it were to disappear
Our love would fade away
Night swimming
Stardust fell into ocean
Crept up with evening tide
Tickled my toes, my thighs
Wrapped round my wrists
Like diamonds
Telling me all gifts given
To lovers and friends adored
Return to me times seven
When waves rise on this shore
Lion
World presents digital pixels
Eyes adjust to scenery
Day long listening
To hearts on repeat
Stories neverending
Appeals, demands
Longings, refusals
Understanding
A girl in the background
Crying
Dog barking
Train horn in Dehli
Automatic voice
On the Toongabbie line
Selling my song
No cleaner air
Than what I breathe
Come down toward
Just shy of Antarctic
Weather is fine here
How could you think twice?
Fisherwoman
From the early hours
As sun peeps over
To see me smiling
As I cast over
Another line
By line
Throw over
My shoulder
Waiting for
The smallest bite
When thoughts caught
Kiss to release
Free from my hands
She has the sea
The one who's hooked
Is me
Higher love
I fell in love with nature
Not for its own sake
Or higher cause
Tickets to posterity
Simply to save me
She was a portal
I climbed through
Out of the capsized
Sinking ship
Took me by the hand
Showed me how to swim
Not for glory, accolades
For my own benefit
Opened my eyes
To all the life
Beneath the surface
I could not see
Though I hold on
To air, words, hands
In her presence
Not to tarnish
The moment
Having dived for riches
Striving to pluck my heart
From the seabed
She reminded me
Just breathe
Part of your world
'Bright young women
Ready to stand
Ready to know
What the people know
Ask them my questions
And get some answers
When's it my turn?
Wouldn't I love?
Love to explore
That shore up above
Wandering free
Wish I could be
Part of your world'
~Ariel, 1989. (C) Disney
Part of that world, by Jodi Benson
Seaheart
I visited your beach
While you were away
Took a seaheart home
From underneath the waves
I also received your dose
Of cinnamon sugar skin
Salty lips and ocean hair
Wished that you were there
But you were afterall
Maybe we could meet
Under the waves
One day
How do you do?
I ask my flowers..
They show spots, scars
Unwelcome visitors
Eroding fine display
Bugged by this
They pull up to sky
To climb higher
A royal bouquet
On our faces
We read them
Like palm lines
Mine long and broken
Immediately filled
With love
Looking so much
Like pain, longing
Confusion
Though silent willing
To never let
This moment end
To nurture soil
Grow colour
A smile
To look into light
To unfurl
Holding on
Gently
For hope
Seemingly
Forever
