Strength unmeasured
As she holds space
A weighty moment
As I hang on
Her every word
Weight of words
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Category Archives: Tasmania
Just look up
Hear me cry
The sky is free
Rapidly shifting
Illumination
Without the need
For New Year’s Eve
Or TnT
Just watch closely
You will see
Few steady hands
Can claim it
Laying pigment
To blank canvas
Just look up
Its beauty fleeting
Kiss of tears
Fall upon me
Chased by sunny smiles
Her face slips away
Into darkness again
Tender lover
Come back to me
Earth wounds
Gaping wide mouth
Where tree roots
Would dig deep
Holding still
As wide limbs above
Each to each
Arms and feet
Lungs of earth
Two years of weaving
Words of healing
For the colossal
Wound from atom bomb
Dropped without notice
On my front lawn
Wandering hands and minds
Kept still by tracing
Rainbow threads
Counting stitches
Like memories
Back and forth
In the mind
Still a dream weaver
Handing on silent wishes
In thread form
Head, hands, heart warmers
Binding you to mine
Renovating inside and out
Trading old loves
Possessions for new
Regeneration of seasons
Always changing
Yet standing still
Old growth gums waving
At your window
Since before our kind
Carved their history
Over mother earth
Tattooed seared
Grazing land
Will one day be swallowed
By roots and leaves
Once again
Love like
Smiling in the dark
Listening to ebb flow
Waves of her breathing
Washing over
Beating heart
In my throat
Cadence to warm thoughts
Willing her to find
The courage to speak
About us
Eyes adjusting
To blackness
See what tomorrow
Will hold
Fields of imagination
Wandering endlessly through golden ripe Fields of my imagination Scenery, smiles and conversation Willing the future to meet me Back at this dream's beginning Until restless legs and chatting Stop pining and whistling lips Biding time Woken, surprised, I meditate Grains of sand between toes Waves evoking chills down my spine Patient expectation Waiting, hesitating Drinking in the glorious view Standing right here before me
Good morning
To love you is like
Horizon greeting sunrise
Thankful you've arrived
Entertain an idea
On a scale of bland to grand
Some ideas seize
By the hand
Come, willing thoughts
Let me lead down garden path
A humble thought experiment
The ingredients are us
Do you dance the tango
Salsa, ballroom or swing?
Be my partner on the floor
Do you mime or sing?
Would you go to Thailand
Egypt, France or NZ?
Do you prefer the seaside
Or mansion in the city?
Would you rather hike
Into the wilderness, or ride?
Perfect night out?
Or in, or both until retired?
The need to entertain
The needs of one another's
Thoughts
The clash of minds
Can give off sparks
Like New Year's fireworks
While if they coincide
Minds grow contented
As they are
These thoughts, kind companions
Never leave us alone
Shell collector
Centuries of sandy foot prints
Embedded in the shore
Sure steps leading to waters edge
Surveying the rip tide
Wading safely to peel
Tiny creatures away
From their silken kelp
Homes to adorn
Dining tables laced with
Filigree crochet
And tall stories
She places delicate treasures
On her window sill
To recall every
Underwater adventure
The hollow echo
Of the conch's curl
Beckons her to deep
Longing for more
Pearl shines in colours
Glint of eye and
Flash of teeth
Sandy skin soft hairs
Stand on end
As the tide
Her dreamscapes
Roll in
Tea for two
In fiction I would be
A tea and scones librarian
With a secret archive
The contents of which
Was derived from many
Hours of polite
Conversations
How the mind
May wander
Is a marvellous
Thing indeed
Forgive me
When I heard the first
Was always a disaster
I chose to have that
With someone else
To keep my love
Safe at anchor
Waiting for
The storm to pass
Count the stars of heaven 