Light up a highway
Ships built for span
Under bridge
Not the other way
Standing watch
As passers by
Send a lifeline
To the other side
While loved ones
Deliberate
In the silence
Left behind
Parting ways
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Category Archives: Tasmania
All the colours run
Come meet me by
The oyster bay pine
In search of lights
Swimming in the ocean
Brushing over skin
Like an eagle manta ray
Soaking in the sand
Across the bay
Spotted
I saw a Forty Spotted
Pardalote today
She was perched
Undercover
Sheltered from
The rain
She was chirpy
Twittering to
A nesting mate
While I watched
The handsome exchange
From the other side
Of the window pane
Such excitement
One feels
No matter how long
The encounter
A rare bird is she
Whom we hardly ever
Lay eyes upon
But long to see
Indefinitely
Love like
A magic carpet ride
Source lost and found
Some foreign bazaar
Where incense, spice
And turkish delights
Feast your eyes
From afar
Friends call out
From way below
'Get down from there
You'll hurt yourself!'
Then tell them
'I don't care'
For a vision
Laid out in front
Shows me
As far as only
Mine eye
Can see
Imagine
It's too easy to imagine
If all the stars fell
Out of the sky
Dark nights
Would be warmed by
Street lights
Into the starlit darkness
She treads carefully
By the fireside
Flame flickers
In her eyes shining
Until dreams take over
Healing sore bones
Until birdsong breaks
Through her thoughts
Each morning
From now on
We won't hide ourselves
From the light
Love's anthem plays
All through the night
Just to be
Slip back into this
Young person
No longer little ones
Walking sleeping
Puppies
Big ones
Greetings by
The cadence of feet
Percussive
Keeping us all moving
To the same beat
Just to be
Long moments
With each of us
Floating stars
Keeping us connected
Look upon lights
Reflecting in darkness
Near or far
Distance oblivious
Those who stare
Thinking of loved ones
Long away, lost or near
Floating stars
Bring us together
Words crossing over
Tapping on shoulder
No less wondrous
Than the real thing
Eyes our lens
To capture it
Store away for decades
No dust to spoil
Image of beauty
Free to circumnavigate
Our world filled
Existence
To revelate
Eons of thinkers
Dreamers, ideas
Come to fruition
Suspended in space
Just a little bit
Why we apply to our persons
These analogies of nature
As I pluck the expired flowers
And spotted leaves
In the midday sun
In my pyjamas
Don't they produce
With time sun rain
The most delicious
Rosehip tea?
But I comply with
Expectations
To make the neighbourhood
Beauty increase
With bright blooms
Swaying on the warm breeze
For people to remark upon
Or else consider
Their most natural state
Caused by neglect
When we glance at things
Both consider the seed
From whence it came
Somewhere like loving hands
Or soles of feet
A birds belly
We gaze upon living things
Nourishment from above
Though call the source
Different things
All knowing we each
Desire respect and love
What love does
Making mountains out of trenches
Growing roots connecting
Healing broken paths empty
Life abounding arising
Remaking returning
Unleashing spores free
To be born again
Count the stars of heaven 