Solis

No other presence both
Warms and soothes
Casts shadows
Heals and burns
Dawns and rules
Night sky yearns
Earth searing
Growth expounding
Her worth
In daily doses
As she moves closer
We vacate hiding places
Abandon cinemas
Theatre audiences
To meet her on sand
Absorb her all
In glorious array
Until cloud curtains
Herald rain
Longing sun kiss
Cheeks hand brush pink
Thirst taste on lips
Till we meet again

Be mine

Though perilous labour
Sucks wind out of wings
Daily we break out
Of old habits
Singing sweetly harmony
With breeze stinging
Lips and cheeks
Faint glow inspires
Smiles and images
Of edge of tomorrow
Landscapes cascading
Over cliffs
Considering how to
Sound and look best
Humming along with you
Always return home
To rest
Beehind

Red silk

Love is no contest 
Of reciprocity
If it were
Ours a game of tag
Where i am always it

Instead, a gift of sound
As if handing you
Every note wrapped
In red silk ribbon
From Chopin's ninth night

You responding only
With the miniscule slip
Of tear sliding down cheek
Eloquent and appropriate
For one such as this
Hayden Orpheum Picture Palace, Sydney

Sailor’s warning

Most exquisite sign
Illuminates the sky
Storm charges by
Bones rejoining

Her showering peace
Taunting me
Playing partners
Lightning smile dawning

Thunder rumble
Through my veins
Wayward glances
Broken sighs yawning

Her stage circumference
Straddle far horizons
All I see in front of me
I hold each waking morning

Struck by lightning

Stay
Not long enough
To admire your
Kaleidescope of colour
Drifting away
On the next breath
Of wind as I exhale
Disappointed
Yet inspired
To have known you
In the first place
Lie in wait in case
She returns to our
First meeting place
Wondering weather
Does lightning strike
In the same place?
Random encounters
Rouse hopefulness
Capture the infinite
Beauty of a moment
Chance encounters
Of your kind
Butterfly by Katy Bhogal, City of Parramatta Art Society