Bare in mind

Burst into a new day - as is always 
though stomach of lead
Soothing balm of acceptance
clears the head

Long nights cooling extremities
warmed by friction of two feet
Long embrace, tightly wound
whispering pillow talk aloud

Dreams of doll houses, life sized
landlord of childhood fantasies
Glimpse of morning breaking
shakes shadows to the ground

If I topped every peak
wore a floppy hat each week
Acquired mansion by the sea
planted vineyards, pressed for thee

Still, by dawn's clear revelry
no face will hold such clarity
As one who loved and let me be
when I had not a thread to weave
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Weather with you

Some loves are like a sea
salty touch chill to the skin
blissful diving in
on the fringe waves of grief
crash upon disheveled shores
tumbling in weeds
flotsam and jetsam

Some loves are a range
of mountains and hills
traverse through blinding
snow and wind
sudden change
dappled sun kisses
closed eyes before
hides behind peaks
searching caves within

Some loves are like a cloud
begging me - look up!
enamored by the majesty
of sky mirrored by our
smiles and glances
once dark and stormy sea
takes on new beauty
because of thee

Dearest self

You remind me of
A younger self
Uninhibited
Open the door
At your touch
The bolt falters
Windows to my soul
Lit magnificent colours
Upon grand entrance
Into my world
Take me back
To a time when time
Was unmeasured
Lost in sublime
Hours of hopeful truth
Seamless rewriting
Darning old memories
Luminous awakenings
Love heals all wounds
View of Sandy Bay from Battery Point jetty. lutruwita / Tasmania

Earth wounds

Gaping wide mouth
Where tree roots
Would dig deep
Holding still
As wide limbs above
Each to each
Arms and feet
Lungs of earth

Two years of weaving
Words of healing
For the colossal
Wound from atom bomb
Dropped without notice
On my front lawn

Wandering hands and minds
Kept still by tracing
Rainbow threads
Counting stitches
Like memories
Back and forth
In the mind

Still a dream weaver
Handing on silent wishes
In thread form
Head, hands, heart warmers
Binding you to mine
Renovating inside and out
Trading old loves
Possessions for new
Regeneration of seasons
Always changing
Yet standing still

Old growth gums waving
At your window
Since before our kind
Carved their history
Over mother earth
Tattooed seared
Grazing land
Will one day be swallowed
By roots and leaves
Once again
View from Cape Bruny Lighthouse