Softly and tenderly

We tell one another
We have and do
Always will
Love one and another
Forever till
Death do we part
I will catch
A hint of smile
Leftover from
A lover
Warm myself
By it
Like a bedside
Candle flame
Bright orange
Thank their souls
For loving us so well
Mine is an evergreen
Glint in my eye
That turns to the sky
Drink in her memory
Crossing snow-covered peak
Parade lest it fade
Love is applied daily
Soaking in more
Than skin deep
She reads me well
That faroff look
Still dances
With you alone
Silence falls
Our music plays
All over again

Love like

Soft sand 
The place where
High tide won't reach
Just shy of ebb
Flow two-way
Discourse between
Land and sea
Both outreached
Like lovers arms
Drink each other in
Lying on her shores

Soft sand
Mounds where
Terns lay over
Tender feet walking
On eggshells
Deliberate delicate
New life born
In harsh climes

Soft sand
Free from damp and cold
Nestled in reedy banks
Hiding darting beaks
Succulents and more
Barely moving an inch
The sea slowly rises
But never touches
For fear to wash away all

Soft sand
Tender toes march in
Treasured not owned
No houses built to dwell
This place is sacred
Defended and protected
Barefoot tiptoe around
Lost coins, watches
Wallets and keys
Gravitate there with ease
Generous offerings to
The space where
Bronze bodies
Curves held form
Find ease and release
Respite for an hour
Then depart

Love that comes
And leaves
Yet always returns

Warm soft sand
Where I land
In the wintry recess
Of my mind
Until next time
Sifting fingers
Falling through
Return to dunes
Pure and refined
North Bruny Island, D’entrecasteux Channel, lutruwita / Tasmania

I hung on

Your every word
Tossed about gently
Like lost garments
In the night
On the deck
Of a ship at storm
Trip hazard
But loved once worn
In the daylight
As the anchor
Finds safe habour
Among living creatures
Seeking safety
Searching sea bottom
For friends and tidbits
Till bottomless glass
Tilts no more
I set sail again
Longing horizon
Begs me for more
Elizabeth Pier, nipaluna / Hobart, lutruwita / Tasmania

One of my turns

A dance in jest
Most compromising
Steps two back
One forward

Tete a tete
Longing looks
She is leading
Backwards reel

To the lightfoot
Sound of five eight
Skip hop akin to
Bounding over rocks

Fit as a fiddle
Keeping in step
Plying me with
Stout and chips

Surrendered only
To the trip
Heart ticking
In time to a lover

If anything goes
Not you, nor yet?
She marches in time
To another
Parliament Lawns, nipaluna / Hobart, lutruwita / Tasmania


Soon as second summer fades
Gold leaf heralds the change
Climb atop pinnacle feast
Yearning eye spectacle
Brilliant openings abound
Underfoot and far
As the eye wanders
Missed by only a week
Left behind late bloomers
Scarce, rare and welcome
Shot of red against
Hard rock, lucid pools
Dreaming what came before
Never gazed upon
Rigid timing of fair nature
Meant never saw one other
In full bloom and open
Ready to receive a lover
Mountain rocket, Bellendena montana, at kunanyi / Mount Wellington, lutruwita / Tasmania.

Art of imagination

Blank canvas
So tragically

Make a mark
So daringly

Happen upon
A feather
To conjure up
Full plumage

Light upon
Beached hull
To envisage
Wooden ships

Pluck remnant of
Blue white shard
To dine at
Ancestral table

Treasure cover
Ancient amulet
Embark adventure

Seed on breeze
Now sown
Imagine the tree
Full grown

Gaze a smile
Short story
To enter your
Worlds unknown
Junction cabin kunanyi / Mt Wellington, lutruwita / Tasmania