Strange days

How I marvel when 
Horror and strife
Make ordinary turbulence
Seem trifling

How one image 
in the wilderness
Ignite a longing
Lifelong

To be inspired
To be present
In the last days
In the silence

Is an aspiration
Over which we have
No accord
Though truly

Authenticity
Girded by love
Will always be a
Heavy weight

I bear it 
With a smile
A laugh, song
Stride in step
Love thee well
Nicholls Rivulet, Tasmania, Australia

Night lights

Pounding pavement
To heavy beat
Lyrical mind
Street light

For years
Out for beers
Surfing couch
Playing it out

Pictures fleeting
Across the mind
Though deleted
Etched in time

The places we went
Together simply
By sharing
A moment in pixels

Strange to wish
Yourself into being
Jealous of seeing
Family and friends

One day I will find
When put first
In my kind
My tribe

What it's like
To be loved by all
Arise alone
And smile

If I'd grown
Nearby
Looking up to
Those girls

Where would I be now?

Thin line

Future thinking laid out
Like a thin grey line
Where the ocean
Meets the sky

Boundless heights
Unfathomable depths

Unknown spaces touch
In surface tension
Breaks, bubbles
Waves and drifts

Freedom to exist
Between them
Floating on a breeze
Between continents, adrift

A breath of indifference
Can stifle the mood
Drain colour in landscape
Surrounded in gloom

Billions of raindrops
Illuminated by sun
Four seasons in one
Summer come
Derwent River, lutruwita / Tasmania

Love like

A homing pidgeon
Taking away
To far off places
Letting go
Watching, waiting
Every day
Hoping praying
She'll come home
When she does
Cheers of joy
The sound of
Two wings flapping
White spread feathers
Fantails
Always wondering -
If she flies
In own direction
Wondering whether
She'll be alright
This night

Soft landing

Landing softly on my feet
After jumping
Off a cliff
In the dark
Claws out
Behind me

A sparrow turns
Says to me
This I do
Frequently

Pecking up seed
Nature cared
To scatter
Just for me

Eyeing another
Diving so flippantly
Decided to free fall
In her slip stream

A warm blanket of air
Covers over my landing
Softly swiftly
With ease

Sound tracks

Taking in all surroundings
Tracks on repeat no match
Choosing songs for new life
Old one despatched

Morning wake up call
Lunch time serenade
Evening retreat
Love crush parade

Can you have too much
Of a good thing?
I'd like to try
Reality sinking in

Stockholm's cold
So's my toes
A fire is stoked inside
Where wind can't blow

What's in a name?
Call me what you will
Mother no longer
Babes named me, Lili

A sweet song
Their voices chime
Familiar tunes
Family tones

Voices leave tracks
Erasing time
Cover over old lines
Glorious overgrowth

Women swoon
Swinging low
Crooning over
Heartfelt show

Spurning strife
Tunes tall tower
Mire a moat
Pale in power

Building castles
In my mind
No need for search
Songs always find

Love's soundtrack
In my life