Murmuring of nations
Surmised in vibrations
Of one bee
Pang of loss reaches
Extremities diving
Into cool stream
Countless words
Native tongues foreign
Fail to reach ears
Floundering has its moments
Articulating the speechless
Over all these years
Creating new traditions
Out of thin air
For clues I peruse
A loved one's mother's
Poetry book
Counting down the days
Till Santa's sleigh
In haiku
Tickled pink my toes
Wriggle in bed
Family stories never told
I buy the books instead
We can only put
One foot in front
Of the other
That’s all we can do
Until we stop
Breathless
To take in the view
Glacial mountain range
Put all on display
All her best petals
Foliage, seeds and fruit
Revealed to me
Native orchid colony
Applauds our ascent
And safe return
Joy and wonder exceeds
Pinch in my knees
Offspring bound uphill
Leaving me as the only
Breath that I hear
Eyes cloud over
Thoughts of one
This path does treat
In quilt of snow
A patchwork of memory
From few photos
She keeps me at arms reach
This gondwanan sanctuary
I can neither see her
Up close - the tarns
Just one rocky outcrop
Too far
Maybe in autumn we'll meet
She is most popular
Admire liquid pools
Of ancient history
Sun's spotlight
Puts on a show
She is made for this
Alpine bloodline
My blood runs red
As the waratahs
Swaying on adrenalin
Dizzying heights
A bird's nest meets me
In my loneliness
Overcast sky blinds
What parrots were they?
Left with my thoughts
Never really alone
Another mountain
I've climbed
Indolent as the sinking sun
Tucked in beneath the sheets
Of stratus hovering on skin
Up to her lady's chin
Propose a new locution
To discern a lover's toil
Mute and bewildered
By the tragic dimming light
For blazing sensitivity
Could ne'er reduce the spoils
Of cherished forest nymph on lute
Of loss mythologised
Tame the darkest craving
Urge of new moon water signs
Embody all we never spake
Through threads touched by desires
I'll bet - if I had the chance again - An alpine mosaic winds its way through your mind just like the landscape of your hands feet and neck do mine
One who sorely knows
Hearts are happy wanderers
Gladly lets love go
Tender one tread lightly
Through new landscape
Sights and wonders
Exhilarating new scents
Expanding our senses
Golden hour
While sun still shines
Entwine tendril fingers
New season sublime
Face framed by darkness
I peer inside
Bursting open
Safe from the wilds
Weather with you
All through the night
Laying bare
Come to light
You may never know
Until you let go
Whether there's
Something else
To hold on to
If you ever loved
Someone and gave
All you could
Let them go
Remember that
The seeds
Turn into fruit
Count the stars of heaven 