Timbre of the heart II

Dear lover, in absentia
I whisper into shells
Over whether all I gave
Was yours or for myself

Rigid cool of cave
Calms inner storms
Black ink air stale
Smothers fright and fawn

Tentacles do weave
Embroider heart strings
Plucked ruefully
Timbre displeasing

- of course-
To thine ears
Derwent River Tasmania

In plain sight

Smooth places made
Turbulent
Delighted smiles turned
Strained
Vulnerability is
Compromised
Intelligence used to
Detonate
Childlike innocence
Smothered
Wisdom sown
Uprooted
Voice of justice
Silenced
Creative forces
Unglued
Elders presence
Ghosted
Protest voices
Dispersed

Shed a tear
For all the years
Silence
Made things worse
Bellerive quay, Tasmania

Point break

Sheer gravity lures
Decades forces pulls
Finally free and yours
Pinnacle of wave
Break over rocky shore
Thrill bouyancy
Every time she responds
To me
Takes to the edge
Bright white sandy smile
Flashes behind eyes
Everywhere I see
Words etched into
Cliff face story
Eroding crumbling
Debunked history
Tideline moves along
With moonlight spree
Voice like wind on waves
Whispers to me
Adrenaline fades
Until next ride
Point break
Mays Beach, Tasmania