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Placid shores
The salty sea understands
Vast unbounded loneliness
Despite surrounded by
Bountiful land
Fringed with company
Immersed in memories
Exuding calmest thought
Her placid shores
Lap at my feet
Spurring me on
Tell her
How do I tell her?
Devotion rises
Tide to chin
Sea grass waves
Goodbye
How to live a dream?
Kitchen window spying
Blue gum branches
Conjures fantasies
Surprises
How to love oneself?
Believe there is more
Waiting somewhere
Far away unknown
Renowned
How to make sense?
Words splayed daily
Confusion sets in
Love on the spectrum
Beginnings
Lady Nuyina
Twenty degrees latitude
Below Great Southern Island
Magnitude makes her home
In darkest sky
Nightfall, far from
Fluorescent light haze
She struts across horizon
Skirts lifted she parades
As thousands of admirers
Fill their eyes lenses
With her spectacle
Lady Aurora Nuyina
Ageless beauty adoring
Ancient wise ones
To common modern
Homo sapiens
Green light oxygen collides
Pink and red nitrogen spikes
Blue and purple helium high
Dare not reduce to molecules
Spark ignites romance
Mainlanders hop aboard planes
At the mere chance of
Watching her dance
Aura irresistible
Star signs equinox
Aries rising
Cabaret curtain milky way
Stage mirrors Southern Ocean
Audience adoring humans
Seals and penguins
A light of hope in darkness
Solar flares Earth's life giver
True beauty filled pleasure
Though hibernation blinds
Blue screen haze
Come out one and all
To greet our lady
Of Southern Skies
To fill minds with wonder
Lights in trees
Thankful for lights in trees
Just as limbs lose their leaves
Just as workers escape
Through the darkness
Wondering, if not for trees
Would we ever be enlightened?
Tea for two?
Fleeting moments
Some like sky
Affect ever changing
Fleeting clouds as moments
Intentions dissipate
Others are moonshaped
Soothsayers drawing in
Ocean whim of attraction
Bold orb to winsome sliver
While those most like
Giants of the forest
Branches give shade to
Vulnerable young creatures
Might shed leaves to reinvigorate canopy
A season long hopeful wait
Of beauty immeasurable
While one of deeply held belief
Molten desire tense decades
Ashen interest rises
Eruption surprises
Constant fault lines rift
Ocean islands drift
Gentle seasons in the South
Etched in my memory forever
Tall stories
What say you?
Shall we dance at noon?
Sit amidst the Silvereye's
Playground of golden limbs
Crumbs picked off tables
Sparring with families
Wrens and yellow-throated
Honeyeaters, whose plumage
Blends beautifully
In the dappled grove
Of Autumn
Telling tall stories
Interspersed with gluttonous
Bursts of jam packed lips
Licked clean with cream
Tales of loves lost and found
A local muse renown
As fallen leaves we pine
For far away spring
Fawning
Heartache
Need not be a bad thing
Laying eyes upon the world
Though one absent
Arousing beauty within
A momentary glimpse
An hour, a day
What of it?
It plays over
Again endless
Pictures of you
Parade through chaos
Marching bands
Entwining hands
Only mine at twilight
A love like this
Shimmering surface
Barely warmed by
Autumn dawn
Cold depths hold
Mysteries unknown
Count the stars of heaven 