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
A one-way street Obey all signs No turn to meet Long road travelled Further away A mind map daunts Crowd pervades Lest crossroad take You winding back To where the flow Returns both ways
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
An aviary A warm unassuming place Resting among Like feathered friends An open door To the sky Admired for a whole array Of vibrant colours Soft embrace Hiding under Ruffled feathers Smoothed by momentary Saving grace Housekeeping covers over Communal mess forgave Late night banter Turns hiding eyes Into morning wonder Respite from furred Predators Early warnings Chorus of song Greets early risers Refrain unending Oft recited Many lifetimes Lived long
Single woman cast into The outback to attend to Learning of young ones Bright eyes blinking Out the windows To the river leading To the open sea Thoughts drifting Past sand bars Shore birds nesting Raising young Where ancestors raised A barrel to the sky For sport or feathered Game on dinner table Singular woman Opens the door To conserve a future For the world Where the lives of The smallest voiceless Are preserved