Grey lady hanging on
To the edge
Overlooking harbour view
Slender and proud
Twisting round to glimpse
Decades of bobbing heads
Like buoys on waves
Coming in shivering
Brave showing her age
Engraved beauty
Limbs reach out
Welcome stranded men
Come warm yourself
On the rocky shores
Casting a shadow
To danger marker
Pointing windeward
Shaped by her forces
Invisibly caressing
To bow and bend
Fine lines and filagree tracing
Fingers follow edges
Soft downy folds
Velvety lacing
Artful designer raises
Takes down asunder
Plundering wealth
Riches beyond dreams
Earth Woman wonder
Just as in a day
Can take a breath
Enslave it
By evening freed
In listless sigh
Of resignation
And sleep
Don't dream it, be it
Is nature's cry
As several evolutions
Of matter
Land on my thigh
Her eyes trace the outlines
Mating decorations
Imagining them away
To nothing
Come undone
Completely
For several hundred and one
Days spent between extremes
Fighting, crying, sight
Laughing, smiling, delight
No greater affirmation
More than three letters
Yes, or I do
In the still dark silence
There is none other
But you
Fear grips tightly
At the helm
Taking over orders
Pulling us in
Over our heads
Waves crashing
Broached to
Shoal approaching
No lives lost
Crew is down
Handing over
Dogs to morning
Rolling like a lullaby
Reassuring
Raised a lighthouse
First sighting
Pinnacle gives way
To coast
Welcome faces
Twirling smoke
Casting lines
Shorebound stagger
Every sight new
Intricate beauty
Island delights
Happen upon flower
Resiliently tender
Heart own power
Fear of the storm
All but gone
Only shaking hands
Wide eyed one
Never leaving
Smiles receding
As night creeps in
Farewell again
Handing over everything
Knowing no direction
Trusting wholly
In you
Swept
Breath
Fall
Off their feet
Taken away
On their knees
Sounds divine?
We have a lifetime
To work it out
How to live in love
From this position
Upturned
Breathless
Lying low
We will need
Every day
However long
It should take
To know
How to stand
Held hands
Walk on
If a sprout takes root
On an Island
That drifts away
Heading South
It was always there
Seeds that flew in
On the breeze
Hosted by birds
Do we blame these
Mixed leaves?
So what happens
When I wander hills
Wondering whether
This bloom or that
Warrants attention
Is all life
Worth a mention?
How I marvel when Horror and strife Make ordinary turbulence Seem trifling How one image in the wilderness Ignite a longing Lifelong To be inspired To be present In the last days In the silence Is an aspiration Over which we have No accord Though truly Authenticity Girded by love Will always be a Heavy weight I bear it With a smile A laugh, song Stride in step Love thee well
Future thinking laid out
Like a thin grey line
Where the ocean
Meets the sky
Boundless heights
Unfathomable depths
Unknown spaces touch
In surface tension
Breaks, bubbles
Waves and drifts
Freedom to exist
Between them
Floating on a breeze
Between continents, adrift
A breath of indifference
Can stifle the mood
Drain colour in landscape
Surrounded in gloom
Billions of raindrops
Illuminated by sun
Four seasons in one
Summer come
A homing pidgeon
Taking away
To far off places
Letting go
Watching, waiting
Every day
Hoping praying
She'll come home
When she does
Cheers of joy
The sound of
Two wings flapping
White spread feathers
Fantails
Always wondering -
If she flies
In own direction
Wondering whether
She'll be alright
This night
Herein contains
All the words
I cannot say
Though truly
Misses lost ones
That can't be said
With words
A warm igloo
In frozen tundra
A shady oasis
In desert down under
A cool clear pool
On white hot sands
A fresh trout stream
On vast open lands
A ripe berry vine
In dry scrub bush
A quiet space
In mid city rush
Elemental forces
We cannot contain
She comes to me
Like a forest fire
Cleansing opening
Ingiting on the breeze
Spreading seeds
Clearing debris
What holds us fast
From inevitable pain
We search seemingly
Aimlessly
It is always there
Hiding plain sight
A thrilling dare
To make it known
Love is never
In vain
Count the stars of heaven 