How to grow a rainforest

Decades of desolation
A moonscape remains
Drilling to heart of earth
Taking all man claims

Terror evacuates
Landscape starts to breathe
The mark of devastation
Healed by tiny seeds

Conditions just right
Warm humidity of desire
Moisture of overflowing tears
Still silence of time
Ticking by...

Nature is mother, sister
Lover, daughter-child
Harbouring life's wonders
For all hearts grown wild
Queenstown, Tasmania, Australia

Wild love

How does one commune
With one who is loved
When there is no 'us'

Surely, the trees agree
To touching leaves

While twit, thrush and sparrow
Alight Cupid's arrow

Marsupials stare longingly
While chewing on yearnings

A copperhead rises high
To consider taste of thigh

How would one know
Which love is delight
Without venturing wild
Avoiding its bite!
Great Beach and surrounds, Strahan Tasmania
Sand dunes at Great Beach, West Coast of Tasmania

Every day matters

Brutal is the beat
That strikes a blow
Heartbreak a diagnosis
Self inflicted?

All the days spent
Watching and listening
To tales of adventures
Animation on your face

I can't erase it
Every day matters
No sunk cost fallacy
Dig diamond memories

Facet sides cut
Deep into wounds
Polish till shine
Your moments are mine too
Spring sunrise from misty window

Out

If ever a quip
A witty comeback
Martini smiles
Wry as vermouth
Sultry whispers splash
As snare brush jazz
Taken aback
Night women swoon
For lost lover
Lyrics lie to cover
Her maiden in youth

When silence echoes
Through hallways
Living rooms
Down yesteryears' phone lines

Seems to me all hush,
Blush and gossip girls
Collude like fuel
For a raging fire
Lit by the father
Surely, to snuff my life
Out.

The Lost Years

Years I have dwelt
Under earth
Tread over head
Magnetic anomaly
Compass bearing bend

Nights I have glowed
Channelling fury
Fire of echoes
Into soft light
For lantern show

Days I have lain
Wounded in pain
Watching seasons stroll by
Blossoms, fruit and leaves
Butterly arms surround
To soften, to sleep

Till axis shifts away
Leaning toward you
I am compass
I am moth
I am fruit
Sleep finds me now
Wishing and wanting
Dreams evade
The breadth of years
Laid waste

The glacial pace of love

It's not a 'thing' anymore
It just is
It floats in space completely unnoticed
No one is looking for it anymore.

No lover, husband, well meaning friend
With satellites to detect
Any kind of force of attraction or affection
Even a glint worth something

This is what it is to have peace - a vacuum in space
A bubble where I breathe, alone
No one else to use up oxygen
Survival mode

Meanwhile, I float
Beneath the image of Mother of the dawn of the universe

Puff and clouds of dust swirl and evaporate in her wake.

I float in beautiful debris lit up by the faraway sun.
Fast-melting the glacier that was once my world.
Lake Osborne, Hartz Mountain National Park