Count the stars of heaven

Our stories are more than the sand on the shore

String me along

Posted on October 10, 2022 by aperture

Shore

Posted on October 10, 2022 by aperture

I've never left hibernation
All but a short stroll
Around the garden
To vacate my cave
Return to ocean
Plunge deep into her senses
Cool relief
I imagine it daily
Breaking the surface 
Would look like
Reaching out both arms
Holding her close to me
Kissing her forehead
Hand on her cheek
The full force of waves
Impacting me
With that smile
Just inches away
Rocking me to the core
Over and over again
In rhythm with moon
Wax and wane
For as long as forever
Remains

Grace of nature

Posted on October 8, 2022 by aperture

‘Better a chorus of birds than a choir.
Better an altar of leaves.
Baptise me in rainfall and crown me with sunrise.’
Hannah Kent, Devotion.

Sailor’s warning

Posted on October 7, 2022 by aperture

Most exquisite sign
Illuminates the sky
Storm charges by
Bones rejoining

Her showering peace
Taunting me
Playing partners
Lightning smile dawning

Thunder rumble
Through my veins
Wayward glances
Broken sighs yawning

Her stage circumference 
Straddle far horizons
All I see in front of me
I hold each waking morning

Tears for Fears

Posted on October 4, 2022 by aperture

Saline cleansing drops
Saved up for sacred
Moments when I run 
Out of words
They flow
To speak
1000
To say
The things
Out of pain
Moments when I love
Shored up for haven
Wells nourishing rain

Shine

Posted on October 4, 2022 by aperture

No matter the depth of the ocean
You can shine bright with your uniqueness
Anon

*Street Artist Sky, lutruwita / Tas*mania

Loving never leaving

Posted on October 1, 2022 by aperture

‘Nothing is absolute
Everything changes
Everything moves
Everything revolves
Everything flies
And goes away.

I am that clumsy human
Always loving
Loving
Loving.
And loving.
And never,
Leaving.’
Frida Kahlo

*Frida chilling at Freshie Mex at Curl Curl, Sydney*

Life in the narrow lane

Posted on September 30, 2022 by aperture

The lane of love is narrow – there is room for only one
Kabir

Chasing waves

Posted on September 30, 2022 by aperture

Why do we do
What we do?
A myriad of ways
To distract me
From spending
Precious time
I cannot waste
Twenty paths
All leading
Back to you

Struck by lightning

Posted on September 28, 2022 by aperture

Stay
Not long enough
To admire your
Kaleidescope of colour
Drifting away
On the next breath
Of wind as I exhale
Disappointed
Yet inspired
To have known you
In the first place
Lie in wait in case
She returns to our
First meeting place
Wondering weather
Does lightning strike
In the same place?
Random encounters
Rouse hopefulness
Capture the infinite
Beauty of a moment
Chance encounters
Of your kind