Senses seeking places Where time stands still Burden drifts away Nonsensical rules fade Sink to murky depths Disapproving looks cling To craggy rocks Boom and crash of waves Soothe the news of today Diggers on parade Clanging bands and gongs While my heart simply Called by siren's song
Behind soft closed eyes Resigned Lights out Play the reel again Click switch Tick of film Coursing through Ferris wheel of time Bulb warms soft Against the greyness Dust smokes away
Again In the park Walking along chatting With a friend Observing absences Post pandemic life Look up She materialises - Wishes surprise Creases in face melt away Helium smiles lift the sky
Her eyes dart Concerned for friend I say nothing Pretend But quip on the cans In their hand Flashback to teen girl Sitting on the Datto With treasured women The pictures she used to send melt my heart over again
Jealous I am She laughs and introduces The dog but not friend An afterthought Living happily ever after Cranial incantations I do not write But summons memories To illuminate life, again
Scotch Thistle by the Rivulet, Lenah Valley Tasmania
The moral of the story The moral of the story is not to stop going out and enjoying photographing the world. That would be rather boring and also kind of pot calling kettle. What we all need to do is to challenge ourselves a bit more. During a workshop into ethical orchid photography at the […]
Winter arrives slowly A knock on the door One morning Lover calling you Back to bed Mid June promises Teasing along Since they escaped To furthest parts Of the landscape All summer long Nothing to do But wait for frost First signs of Pink frosted dawn Hope she will come again Alone
King Billy Pine at Lake Osborne, Hartz Mountain, Tasmania
Here's to unfinished Work of art Begging to converse Tease of drip of acrylic Poised end of brush Imagination fills places Where longing left off Blank space...