Harbouring

Well may all harbour
Ill feeling
As constant as
Heavenly bodies orbit

As rolling swell lifts
Carries me toward
My destination
Quaint boat shed

Only one fish
To be seen
Grasses weeds sponges
Sand wrinkles between

Two laps of this ocean
Though not counting
No walls to bounce off
Just freedom

So it is with
Harbouring love
Quietly, waves surge
Crash on shores

Squeal of delight
Taken by surprise
Gentle forces
Holding me, floating
Blackman’s Bay Beach lutruwita / Tasmania

Dreamers beware

A vast chasm lies
Beneath the Tasman Sea
Five thousand more
Yards deep

So too, the lover
Defender of truth
Bathe unseasonally
Still waters

While gargantuan
Creatures long to graze
Upon tawny flesh
Deliciously

So well, dream of all
Paradisic lands end
Where lone journey
Supposed meets our need

When really -
Chill of waves barely
Metered by sun's rays
So is love's gaze
Upon bedrock of reason
Derwent River Tasmania

What if?

Two soothsayers
Cureall for one another's
Heart-rending pain
You light up my face
Laughter fills the space
Inside my haunted places
While I, humbly now
Know my way around
Herbs and potions
In the kitchen
Feeling your hunger
Like an affliction
Aches like shell bones
Lying on weathered stones
Muscles and sinew
Melt at the touch
Waves wash over you
Under the spell
Of our lips
Tide is in

Whispers

Spending my days
Writing to ghosts
Of my past
Asking them to
Reveal themselves
Materialise before eyes
But they refuse
Thump, thud, voices
In the night
All contrived
By my mind and heart
Convinced I don't live
In this world alone
Colonies of tall trees
To sea grasses swaying
On movement of ocean breeze
Salt spray dries
Salty tears
Unfathomable depths
Overcome latent fears
Echoes of waves
Lap at my back, soothingly
Whisper to mine ears
You are never alone
In the natural world
Banksia serrata

Provenance

I wandered aimlessly
From camp
Collecting kindling
For my kin
Surveying burnt out
Trunks of old memories
Till one day sun
Illuminated
A fresh young patch
Tender mouths open
To the sky
Nestled inside
A hallowed stump
I pondered upon
Their origin
Flying in on breeze

Lineage significant
In world of humans
While evolution of
Plants and animals
Takes centuries
We people are adept
At changing
So frequently
Sometimes in just
One moment
From mate to prey