Wednesday

Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise

Throw out your frown
And just smile at the sound
Sleek as a shriek, spinning 'round and 'round

Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night

You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday, I'm in love

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too

Thursday, I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday, I'm in love
Songwriters: Boris Williams / Perry Bamonte / Porl Thompson / Robert James Smith / Simon Johnathon Gallup

Friday I’m in Love lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Rare find

Nightly thoughts invade
Missed chance blooming
Once a year
Beauty and opportunity
Keeping me awake
How long till next opening?
Keeping me grounded
Expectantly waiting
Indefinitely
Crowds gather round me
Knowing
Queen of the night
Stood over me
Displaying her colours
For one glorious moment
From then on I became
More like myself
Each passing day
Image source New York Botanical Gardens Est. 1891.

Bird on the wing

Take you with me
Everywhere I go
Wherever I stay
Yet pieces of you
Will be strewn
Carefully
Tenderly
As I speak out
A love that dared
As I shed scales
Off laden wings
Turning transparent
Emptying
Evolving
As we all are
Portraying colour
Residing within
Becoming again
A heart
That sings
Silent Spring by Gerry Wedd, South Australia

Antipodes

Once was a time when
Stars were synonymous
With the afterlife
Ancestors shone
As diamonds spinning
Elipsis bound
Girth of lady earth
Lying flat submerged
Ground

Once was a time when
Hearts were synchronous
Rhyming couplets
Composing sonnets
Grand concertos
In an evening
As arms of rays
Move bout the waist
When a glance
Spun my world
Round

Window of opportunity

Peering through into
Your world now mine
Illuminating
Now to find
The key to latch
In the dark
Hiding under layers
Ancient wallpapers
Generations
Foundations
The same
Women endured
Loneliness
Female company
The only cure
Gateway
To wilderness
Built by hands
Bound in chains
Heart also
Only opens from
The outside
Officers Quarters, Eaglehawk Neck, Tasmania

Entwined

I hold myself 
Walking down street
Speaking to strangers
As if dear friends

I hold thumb between
Two fingers
Capturing the sense
That I am me, not them

Knowing full well
Where the boundary is
Where my body ends
And yours begins

Yet the fingertips
That stretch back
From my mind's eye
Touch yours and hide

Nestled in a hollow
Where no one can reach
I entwine with you
As if strolling through

The parting tide
Ignores the wall
Between earth and sea
Too timid to dive

Admiring the view
From low water line
Signals lost in fog
Along the way

Holding onto mine
Tesselated pavement, Pirates Bay, Tasmania

Sheltering

A time for adventure
Blistering cold and heat
A time for restoration
Distraction, diversion
Show me another way
Through the thickets
Deep immersion
A time for shelter
Closed cabin
Four walls
Cocoon
To reform
Break out
In good time
Reborn
Officers Quarters gardens, Eaglehawk Neck, Tasmania