April May

Come and gone
Timestamped memory
Fagus leaf fallen
A longing for reunion
That may never come
New leaf limb display
A boundary laid

Come summer -
A channel crossing
One I aspire to
In my lifetime
Though shifting sands
Will change arrival
To friendlier shores
Taroona to Hinsby Beach walk, Hobart Tasmania

One way road

Fringe of highways 
Byways iridescent green
Shrouded in bird twits
Pinging through drone
Of rubber on road

So too, contentment
Seeps into my bones
Like a syncopated spring
Soaking of rain

I glow

Quirky quips, tips and flirts
Bounce from my lips
I know
There is only one
Way to go

This house I built

Decades saved, not wasted, this house I built
Devoted hands, gainful work, nights and weekends
Searched longingly up and down, high streets and low
Waiting for my heart to jump out, at the sight of her
Saved, invested, scrimped and pawned
Hoping one day, enter new dawn
Window closed, garden bare, I set upon the terrace stair
Knocked and waited, in the rain
Admiring abalone strewn along front wall
Evidence of inhabitants, though no one there
Someone lived inside once, absence inlaid in rainbow pearl
Me and view of quaint corner garden, sandstone steps
Panorama or paranormal, needn't matter
This house, I have built with hearts and hands
Love inhabits and dwells always, echoes in empty rooms
Filled with laughter, stories and poems
My life, I have built, a shelter from storms
Will water soil for one-day blooms.
Maria Island, Tasmania.