Low pizzicato
Grows to resonant
Rumblings
Smooth like honey
Touching on
Harmonics
Whispered words
Tentatively
Articulated
Urging me on
Telling me
Love has won
Wishing it would
Appear to me
Familiar turn
Of phrase
Accented praise
Behind my shoulder
Turn suddenly
It follows me
Dawning slowly
This voice
Is here
Within
Such a happy circumstance
To wind and reel in
Making it easy for you
To catch your tea
I would sit inside bay window
Watching a vinyl record
Revolve like my small world
On repeat
The safety of familiar tunes
Singing a harmony
Clawing fingers through
A shag pile rug
Life seems lovely
Until the wind and storms
Batter the front
Waves dare to sweep away
All I need is a cabin
A cosy corner bed
With lamp and books
Leather chair
A place to curl my toes
Sip tea and powder nose
The best view I could find
Would be with you inside
So simplistic were the rhymes Of my childhood Aesop and Mother Goose Taught me how to be good Kind and wise Avoid Miss-Understood Yet, they did not share with me In black and white ink How to dare to care When life is on the brink Of falling in and down Afraid there is no settling The nesting and pruning Of love birds in tune With one another Humdrum forgetting Singing, fanning plumage Making room If you should find a lover Try to keep her hand But if lost remember - Not to weep for The Summer nights On a cold, dark night in June.
Grey lady hanging on
To the edge
Overlooking harbour view
Slender and proud
Twisting round to glimpse
Decades of bobbing heads
Like buoys on waves
Coming in shivering
Brave showing her age
Engraved beauty
Limbs reach out
Welcome stranded men
Come warm yourself
On the rocky shores
Casting a shadow
To danger marker
Pointing windeward
Shaped by her forces
Invisibly caressing
To bow and bend
Funny how Cosette
Hands clutched to heart
Could sing of love
While another watching on
Full and empty
Is often only
A few streets
Between them
Mind games
Toying teasing
Playing with its strings
Only hurts the more
When love comes to
An end
How often no one knows
For whom
The river runs deeply
Until it flows no more
Fur babies and toddlers
Ambled up and down
Undulating hills
Edge of grass against
Soft waves of sand
All breeds of humans
Come from sun up to down
I landed on these shores
To start a life anew
To resurrect and hope
For a future
Somehow the shine
On the water
Brightens the day
Even when tears
Choke back the words
A stranger sits beside me
And is more of a friend
Than any
Telling me her story
Without asking
Noticing my tears
She bids farewell
I say goodbye to Ollie
Her dog
She smiles
Acknowledging
Her one and only
Love
"The morning kindles
Cold pallid skyline
Wind biting
Delicious chill
Pond, shining like copper."
- Dead Souls, by Nikolai Gogol, p.271
Deciding upon
What to adorn
My walls
To keep me content
In case we need to
stay in again
Thick oak-look frame
Appearance is everything
Sandstone smiles
In the shade
Sun behind
Holding up a glorious
Bouquet of natives
Flannel flower power
Blue gum leaves
My own arrangement
By request
Selected anything
With white bloom
Tea tree in season
Looking like
A big cauliflower
Dried nicely
In my room
I remember
The next a mirror
Painted frame
Like retro glam
Gold and silver
Telling me
Look at you
-How you've weathered
So nicely
In the stormy seas-
Looking at me
Another gold
Circular seal
With purple
For royalty
A lineage
When born again
Not feeling it
In fact it tells me
Yes you studied
Greek among men
Not so different
From the halls
Of Plato
Ecumenicum
Blending in
With other
Women
Carry a Grecian
Jug on my head
So as not to attract
Attention
A bold shot of blue
Spread from end to end
Covered in blossoms
From a shaky hand
Eyes near blind
World inside
The mind of Monet
My dear almond blossom
Friend
Telling me it's time
To leave these walls
Behind
Remember the branch
Severed at one end
Can bloom and grow
Again
I wish to be your human
And you could be mine
-My feline friend says proudly-
I hope you don't mind
Such bravery to crawl on me
And underneath the covers
To twirl between my legs
Kiss my nose like I'm his mother
Such boldness is endearing
For what else really matters
Than telling your favourite human
That their absence leaves you scattered
To be near you every day
Or even once a week
Would make all of the difference
To the life I'd wish to lead
To be with you and drink
In the regular everyday
When I run out of words
And hear all you have to say
But dare I say I am
With you always anyway
Only river between
Not an ocean or a fray
- Rest assured I'd gladly swim
The distance any day -
Can you believe my thoughts
Are often interrupted
By the time you liked my shirt
Or by a joke, at me, directed
The time you sat beside me
Every word believed as true
Reciting leaves and lemon trees
Realised was all for you
Painting of a picture
With those stories far and wild
Imagine all those places
From your thoughts to ease my mind
A literary meeting
Like some tower here in Oz
Where heart, soul and mind
Find out they were there
All along
Pulling me in closely
Like moon and tide
Always the atmosphere
Between us
Watching waves coarsing
Supposedly on their own
Nothing to do with
The bright light of the moon
Turning dark one night
Super Flower Blood Moon's
Power over me, pulling
Closer every night
Long distance drawing in
Accidents and happenstance
Near misses and stresses
How did I get here?
Land eventually
Wondering if I make it
Through to you
Never leaving
Moon and tide dance
Back and forth
Two great forces
Land on her shores?
Eternally beholden
One to another
Moon starved of water
Tide drawing closer
Sea rises to meet
Rings round mist
Kisses moon light
Returns to earth beneath
Count the stars of heaven 