
Garden variety
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Know them
By their fruit
They say
Pulling faces
Wind will change
When it does
We wonder why
Young lives lost
Hide deny
If every one
Unrealised love
Why then some
Love undone?
Jousting words
Soft as soap
Twist of knife
Antidote?
To love unmeasured
Uncontained
Boundless free
Love makes a way

A waratah
My favourite
By far
Opening fingers
Delicious red
Planted firmly
Sandy bed
No need
For nurture
Spoil or fuss
No matter how
She tempted us
Hardy yet
Delicate
Glorious
Display
To rival
A rose
In her own
Stunning way

Wishing to tell
How much in love
Yet only throwing
Coins in the well
Gladly renounce
All my fortune
Silver words
Sinking down
Only reflection
Shines up to me
Love sinks heavy
Sentimentality
Surface waves hold
Endless sky above

A blossom tree
Budding growing
Willing knowing
Instinctively
When warmth
Comes upon
The breeze
Still sudden
Frosts sleet
Winds beat
Against tender
Shoots and leaves
Making parade
Confetti admire
For a day
Blown away
Too few fruit
For feathered
Friends greet
Instead reside
In cool shade
Till we meet
And bloom again
At winter's end

A rainforest
Soaking in
Air thick moist
Beauty prickles
The skin
Abundant growth
Above and below
Every nook
Covered over
A place for every
Living thing
For every falling
Another grows

Not until absence
Impresses
Cold and dark
Faint light
Stark
Silent weight
Until morn
Happiest endings
Followed by
Glorious dawn
Never knowing
In still life
Sun's direction
Setting or rising
Only known
By watching
Flowers closing
People settling
Creatures stirring
Streetlights shining
In the dark
A spotlight shines
Replacing sun's rays
Reminding of what
Lies instore

Shedding my skin
Vulnerable again
Fragile thin
Barrier between me
And my self
Coarse exterior
Whittled away
Leaving marks
Of time
Impact of place
Forever upon me
Tattooed beautifully
To observe
Life in diversity
Shaped by forces
Minute and magnificent
Bearing down on me
Degree in resilience
Within me

Seven score and fifteen
Since the day
Dared to reclaim
Blindfold fell away
The world is a scarier place
Yet wide, vast as the sky
When pulling opinions
Down from on high
Meeting all the faces
Damp lit street and dark
Being one with them
Hitting the mark
All the things refrain
Are real for us
All of life
Abounds in us
Are we alone
Divided by love
Of mythical tree
A new year's eve
Glorious garden grows
Its beauty renewed
Breathtaking view
for Lili

Woollen gloves
Argyle re-loved
Street night market
Vision blind dark
Giving up warmth
Newly bought
Love is fraught
With mystery
She loans to me
For the night
Offers more
In stories
Dignity of life
Vulnerability
Melting within
Shared history
Cold hands
Warm heart
