Black cockatoos a more reliable
Predictor of the weather
Heading east escaping vapour
Mountain hidden since dawn break
Abandon all attempts to exercise
Freedom to illustrate
Sparse drawing began
Brink of adolescence, identity elation
I leave the trailing line
Hanging poised quill laden
Ink heavy ready to spill
In favour of waiting
Forever a poem for you
A penned story always binding
Thoughts you can come home to
Though words need never rhyme
Meticulously trawling
Through archives
Of missed opportunity
Calling old numbers
On worn business cards
Are you still there?
Season of rearing
Likened to summers
Where grey skies
Isolate us from
Bronzed bodied beach
Work play enmeshed
Two trophies stand
Proudly against my chest
Giving out endlessly
To everyone depleted
Scars like war wounds
Though burden borne
Respond to moonlight
Swooning despite
Just a sliver
In the morning
Travelling across time
Space and memory
To wherever you
Happen to be
Field of flowers walking
Permission to unleash
All turbulent thought
Washing over trail
Of many footprints
Behind you
Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throw out your frown
And just smile at the sound
Sleek as a shriek, spinning 'round and 'round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday, I'm in love
I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday, I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday, I'm in love
Songwriters: Boris Williams / Perry Bamonte / Porl Thompson / Robert James Smith / Simon Johnathon Gallup
Friday I’m in Love lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Show me the ceiling
To break through it
Roof to climb
Endless stars infinity
Town edge dwelling
Among likeminded
City limits absorb
Unsuppressed greening
Ancient named peaks
Conquered cliff seams
Deconstructed reality
Worldbuilding dreams
Every time a memory
Falls from your lips
I capture the castle
Tend to its turrets
Looking out to wilderness
Waiting for inhabitants
Clock stopped in shock
Longing to revive
Moving hand to hand in time
For one
When you can't see
The tree
For fallen leaves
Nor the clouds
For the breeze
Wait until season
Wind changes
As it always will
Kind friend
Reminds you
Of the dawn
Ahead
Joyous song recalls
Pining anticipation
Promise of new birth
Nesting compulsion
Nature breeds patience
Day night watch
No claim to it
Power of its own
Peering through into
Your world now mine
Illuminating
Now to find
The key to latch
In the dark
Hiding under layers
Ancient wallpapers
Generations
Foundations
The same
Women endured
Loneliness
Female company
The only cure
Gateway
To wilderness
Built by hands
Bound in chains
Heart also
Only opens from
The outside
I hold myself
Walking down street
Speaking to strangers
As if dear friends
I hold thumb between
Two fingers
Capturing the sense
That I am me, not them
Knowing full well
Where the boundary is
Where my body ends
And yours begins
Yet the fingertips
That stretch back
From my mind's eye
Touch yours and hide
Nestled in a hollow
Where no one can reach
I entwine with you
As if strolling through
The parting tide
Ignores the wall
Between earth and sea
Too timid to dive
Admiring the view
From low water line
Signals lost in fog
Along the way
Holding onto mine
A time for adventure
Blistering cold and heat
A time for restoration
Distraction, diversion
Show me another way
Through the thickets
Deep immersion
A time for shelter
Closed cabin
Four walls
Cocoon
To reform
Break out
In good time
Reborn
As seasons unfold
Each a gift
New openings shown
None more enduring
Than one to admire
But not to own
Count the stars of heaven 