Category Archives: Tasmania

Airs and Graces

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Inspire
Expire 
She moves on air
Vanishing
Deflating

When I first woke
From the nightmare
The cold sweat
Refreshing

All I'd claimed in me
Reappeared
Instantaneously
Writing profusely

My claim to fame
Spoke, wore, dared
Ignition broke
Driver beware

Ditched high hopes
Road to nowhere
Retreated inside
Capacious bare

Only to cling to
Fortunate words
Mythical poems
Senses and nerves

Prove them right
I lose myself
Prove them wrong
Push away

Yeast rising
Hot air
Proves
Daily bread

Every other voice
Chimes in
Beautifully
But only one
Cures gracefully

Sitting pretty
Perched above
Harbour views
Self-soothe

Record player
Of youth
Going roundabout
She is all and all

The girl on the corner
Flipping the bird
Tough time town 
Take my word

Tears spilled always
Losing another
Cast away
Girl Friday

No long play
Nor single
Sings the lyrics
I wish to say

Fingers touch
Words into being
Never having
Your own
Living
Breathing
In love
Harbour views, nipaluna/ Hobart, lutruwita/ Tasmania

May Queen

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Ever since when
Tucked inside
Safe harbour
Tending to
All her needs
When onlookers
Admire her wisdom
Sweat and tears
Protected for
The power
Of her beauty
All these years
May Queen alongside Hobart Wharf, lutruwita/ Tasmania

Missing you

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Tied alongside 
Sitting idle
Remembering 
The thrill
Of the ride

Ocean waves
Hello
Goodbye
See you 
Another time

Fresh air
Breeze 
On skin 
Salty
Turning
Rusty

Wanting
Washing over
Moving freely
Never feeling
Time enough
When made
For you
Hobart Wharf, lutruwita/ Tasmania

Caught in the storm

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Lured from tree house
Hiding places
Secure warm
From tiny throne

Leading loyal ones
To the next home
Caught in a storm 
Taken down
As one

She is queen
Her word is won
Workers lives
Depend upon

Sudden storm
Mass extinction 
Regret moving
Even mentioned

For one that brings
Our hearts attention
This day such loss
Is worth a mention
Hive with no queen, Cressy Tasmania – Image credit Paul Purton, used with permission.

The special two

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The special two
Who walk idly
Along the beach
In their imagination 

Smiling at passersby
Holding hands
Greeting fellow
Furry four-leg friends

A woman's worth 
Measured in beats
Of our hearts
Glad to be alive

She spies her love
Like a sweet secret
A jar of pear drops
Hidden entreat

Seeking waterfalls
Watching them spill
Away to sea
Feelings cascade
Endlessly
Portait by Lily Allport – Artists of Tasmania, Allport Museum and Art Gallery, State Library of Tasmania.

Crimson kiss

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Would I be amiss
To ask you
As the rain
Washes through
Opening again
Until the summer
Scorches us
We hide away
Missing crimson 
Pea flower
At Christmas
Kennedia prostrata, (Running postman) – Native flowers of Tasmania. Maria Isl.

A woman’s worth

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As hours expire 
Gazing window view
Love of labour retire
Labour of love renew

Little surprises find
As a couple appeal
Acknowledge fine hands
That made our meal

Return home to kiss
Heads upward bent
Work to prepare
A meal among friends

A satisfied look
Falls on tired faces
Giving love and life
Into all open spaces

The one who mistook

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Their wife for a hat
A child for a cat
A lover for a bat
A friend for a mat

Sensibilities
Surrounded by
Seratonin
Someday fades

Why not instead
See streets of gold
Homes of gingerbread
Chocolate rivers

Smooth sailing comes
When you find your crew
Will you take me
As I am?

*The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat, a book by Oliver Sacks.
Sandy Bay, lutruwita/ Tasmania, Australia