Mayfair

May you keep sweet company
In these silver lined years
Peach tea horizons swept
Out to golden sea

May your mind sing songs
From your youth on repeat
As lines and marks of years
Trace exposed memories

May photographs long loved
Adorn cracked mended mantle
Carrying the weight of love
As much as you can handle

May flowers through seasons
Line paths you daily tread
Colours, changes, reason
May put us in good stead
Hobart Waterfront, Tasmania

Lights in trees

Eons ago it seems
One night, two phones
Like bricks, dropped
On the grass
Beside the swings
Siren in me called
To the depths of soul
Blackest ink of night
On accused innocent shore
Marieville esplanade
Yachts silent witness
Lights in trees
Pulled back to reality
Grounded me with roots
Hundred years deep
A semblance of friendship
No matter how keen
Held the dear life
Within me
Winter Feast, Salamanca Tasmania

Masquerade

A planetary parade
Gives reason to
Pulmonary ache
First day of season
Bathe in frigid waters
Simply beaming
At possibility
Passersby might
Look for me too
Dipping friends
Wonder why my eyes
Search the shore
Not the thin grey line
Where ocean meets sky
Treading water forever
Till we grow cold
Fire lit inside
Moon mimics CSIRO lights at Salamanca Wharf, Tasmania