Headlamp leading footsteps downward Air thick with an Impenetrable skin Seams of black unzipped Precious compacted life Of million years scarred Set ablaze in minutes
Living beings coal face Tends to 12 score beached Generations breeching Cool skin of sea Final resting shore Years combined between Ages of whales reach Thousands ever since 50 million years ago Our meddling unseen
Sitting with cool tears Echoing words pouring Into my ears Frontier human carrying Dissapointments Reverberate through My body like funeral Rhythym yet still My heart is beating For the innocent Plight of the whales Putting all our cries Into mere proportion Considering the noise Of their calls Each to each Upon passing Surge waylaid Swell or manmade?
Silvery white and grey Blanket of down Above me Puffs of cloud Stationary Not looming Cocooning City scurrying Beneath Time lapse Of tears shed By morning Endless spiral Upwards Of anticipation Elation and goodbye Suddenly falling Into realisation The sky of mind Turns gray Shades of it Dark yet illuminating A serene delight Slow moving picture Time lapse photography Of memories Captured for only A moment Every time You walk away
Time to grow Time to fade Feelings like flowers Let me elucidate A green landscape Peppered with potential An open heart willing To be known and loved Scattering of seeds Planting of breeze Intentionality Some buried by bird Fly by or high wire No matter the arrival In style or shy Perrenial or constant Populated first Or exotic arrival All living thoughts And buried hopes Are retained in soil Of treasured memories Forever to promote New growth for next Generation Time to grow Time to fade Their worth Never erased
I fell into a dreaming pool Floundered in the depths Searched for hidden seams of gold Along the rocky cleft Carved our names inside a cave Where weary travellers rest Forever know, though far to go This pinnacle true test
All things an old growth love will do Give shelter from driving winds Hail and smothering snow Hide a sapling in the shade and force it up on show Insubstantial frame Prone to bend, bleed and burn Undiscerning firestorm One in one hundred flood Innocent marsupials breeding Forest elder tends young The canopy maturing Channeling the pure sweet rain Into tendrils for feeding Look up wonder and observe Generations time laid bare Tender skin of wood Precious to the earth And all our cares
Lights out Across treelined Contour lines Iridescence glow Whites of eyes No TV screen Pins of light come out Across sky canopy ceiling Hands slip round sides Holding gently sigh Head falls forward Cradled in nape My nightly escape Panorama backlit By swell of moonrise Stage is ours alone Close your eyes We are home
Shedding whole clouds Downy white tumbling Blanket soft on eye Harsh to climb Melts upon touch Like yours to mine Consumed by night Entire mountain taken Landscape far less Forboding without Possibility to climb Where would I be Trail of prints You left behind
Waves of whitewash Gently tumble with sand Could be anywhere In the world Colour of ocean blues Somewhere tropical Azure, opal, sapphire No gem compares Worth beyond all lands Ocean holds beauty Ancient mysteries Never revealed
Count the stars of heaven 