So opposed to prose poetry Nonetheless, worthy of attention Shall I mention? Many moments of recollection A single scarlet bloom Growing unseasonally cool Garden bed Across the way, down vale Over ridge Nestled in sweet Cove Treasures behold Peppermint gums overhead Cacophony of parrots inhabit Colonial-aged gums Too wide to embrace Nigh on fifteen years Since the first bloom begun A mere bud Swaying to the tune of her own song Now grown, pruned, renewed How wonderful to recall Glimpses of past seasons Of years between us Now the breadth of which Becomes relatively small What say you to celebrating One more year gone? Until our blooming is done Rose hip tea, anyone?
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
Upon waking I realise I am not ready for The way the world Presses in on me From all sides Until I spy The spiral motion Of living things All around I feel safe At home Taking my shell Of security Everywhere With me Curl once more Adding up the numbers Wins multiply behind me Cast myself off From the shore merrily To begin another adventure Between the tides
A cornucopia of shell finds cast ashore at Taroona Tasmania
Generations carved from Giant's causeway Lava flow of war Igneous rock hardens Into a pathway across Vast waters separated by Continental drift Forming political shores Generations have traversed To find a new life by boat
Now, since my birth Family lines divided By technology Sounds beeps and static Gave way new intelligence New lightning fast Ways of doing Meanwhile, just being For those who can recall The differing bird calls Sounds peeps and trills Calling us out into The vast wide world To become new again
An island haven Cut off world's worry For few short months I had you at arm's length You had me at yes Borders came down Walls came up Draw a long bow To wish upon A future us I'd have climbed mountains To know, to hold If at all But once...
Count the stars of heaven 