Dunes are meant to wander
Lest they fall prey
To the lure of the ocean
Siren waves pursuing her
Endlessly to smother
May she remain free
For the breeze
Is her lover
Dunes
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Category Archives: Tasmania
Invisible mountain
When the mountain is invisible
We walk on our memories
Our constant changing sun
Fog lights flourescent white
Guiding us home
While we bide our time
For Western Winds to thrive
To push delirium way out
For the ocean to disperse
Meanwhile hold my hand
Lest we trip on the tip
Of a stone cold moss
Covered path
Delighting in treasures
While they last
You too are one
Somewhere still
The single greatest
Motivator
Found ever far or wide
A flood of love
From memories
That rise with
Morning tide
It energises
Opens lids
Reluctant limbs
Lift high
Take hand to any
Task unsatisfied
Since evenin' by
The relics stand
High and proud
Resemble who they are
A glimpse of them
A tonic for the
Churning thought to calm
When day is done
The quiet mind
Sends signal
To the place
Where somewhere still
They go about
Their neverending race
A certainty flies over me
A picture of good health
But if not I can rest
Assured my love might
Strengthen well
I give you
All the words I have
And surely treasure yours
As writers, sisters
Daughters, friends
I could not ask
For more
All things
You were all things to me
Breathing air seeing none
You meant the whole world
Revolving the sun
Reliving lost dreams
That fled once awake
Exploring new ground
No claiming a stake
Imagining lives
We never would live
Biding our time
For someone to give
I woke up
Then dreamt of yesterday
All the days leading
Up to it
Slowly
Surely
Like a breeze
Gaining strength
To power a fleet
Of silent sailboats
Against the tide
So unlike a race
Us two ran last
Holding hands
Did not capsize
Basked in the sun
Caught fish
Explored vast islands
Spent time
All we had left of it
Till the finish line
I hung on
Your every word
Tossed about gently
Like lost garments
In the night
On the deck
Of a ship at storm
Trip hazard
But loved once worn
In the daylight
As the anchor
Finds safe habour
Among living creatures
Seeking safety
Searching sea bottom
For friends and tidbits
Till bottomless glass
Tilts no more
I set sail again
Longing horizon
Begs me for more
One of my turns
A dance in jest
Most compromising
Steps two back
One forward
Tete a tete
Longing looks
She is leading
Backwards reel
To the lightfoot
Sound of five eight
Skip hop akin to
Bounding over rocks
Fit as a fiddle
Keeping in step
Plying me with
Stout and chips
Surrendered only
To the trip
Heart ticking
In time to a lover
If anything goes
Not you, nor yet?
She marches in time
To another
Love like
A one-way street
Obey all signs
No turn to meet
Long road travelled
Further away
A mind map daunts
Crowd pervades
Lest crossroad take
You winding back
To where the flow
Returns both ways
Bloom
Soon as second summer fades
Gold leaf heralds the change
Climb atop pinnacle feast
Yearning eye spectacle
Brilliant openings abound
Underfoot and far
As the eye wanders
Missed by only a week
Left behind late bloomers
Scarce, rare and welcome
Shot of red against
Hard rock, lucid pools
Dreaming what came before
Never gazed upon
Rigid timing of fair nature
Meant never saw one other
In full bloom and open
Ready to receive a lover
Count the stars of heaven 