To cast an eye upon a life Belies a certain mimcry Répète après moi Technicolour tapestry
Mandalas strewn throughall history Of falling for a face In a crowd, a stage Cafe, bus, library Join a band, cult, parade Get a job, haircut, car A woman to-be-friend Seamless transitions to new threads Loose ends framing Every edge
Fondled on darkest day When strength sapped By latest craze Recall mere glances Float away While woven keepsakes Unravel and fray Return always To treasured piece A sole purpose Of warmth for me
Leptospermum laevigatum, Coastal Tea Tree blossoms at Howrah beach, Tasmania
Tonight, I saw an angel sing
Though never know her name
She fondled brilliant diamond ring
Flashed between refrains
Tonight, I heard an angel cry
Though who or what denied?
Her longing heart now mystified
A friendship fawned and tried
Tonight, I held an angel dear
Enveloped in my arms
Name so softly whispered clear
Wiser than the psalms
Tonight, I sought forgotten hope
Wandered from elsewhere
In memories of stories told
With one who truly cared
One fine day Clouds that gathered Conspired to steal Your brightness Will dissolve Fade away from memory Barely recalled Crowds gather To admire glorious Colour emanating From the earth Capturing joyous Memories of love To last forever
An orchid Waiting all my life To even know Such a one exists Enamoured at the thought Pouring over photos Secret places found Trek through vast lands Just to find one For myself Waiting long months While dormant Biding time Admiring fungi No comparison She awakes in spring If the mind is a-flurry They are invisible to The hurried eye Take time, walk slowly Just breathe In the moment Discover pure delight
Ana verse a year Of one though never Bequeathed, so dear A bond held fast Beyond scorned raft To swim divide Fair life flash by Mortal time Tempest season To reach her shore Aloft all reason Bare feet upon Some hallowed ground Where cries dissolve To bird's falsetto Her treasured smile My own heart's echo
Invincible Words escape me Blown on breeze Pollinating Immunity to melancholy Long winter isolation Emerge golden gleam Years in the making Season to glean Nourish rise roots Stems and leaves From patient seed To humble mead
It happens Sometimes we allow Ourself the indulgence Of falling in love Quickly, easily Uncomplicated No expectation of return Just to watch All trouble melt away Dreams parade in the mind Grief itself begins to fade A new life emerges