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
Landing softly on my feet
After jumping
Off a cliff
In the dark
Claws out
Behind me
A sparrow turns
Says to me
This I do
Frequently
Pecking up seed
Nature cared
To scatter
Just for me
Eyeing another
Diving so flippantly
Decided to free fall
In her slip stream
A warm blanket of air
Covers over my landing
Softly swiftly
With ease
A cassette tape
Wondering which side
To play
The part where
You sang my song
Asked me over
Then all went wrong
Ever since
A pencil stuck
Winding the wheel
Twisted reel
Crimped ribbon
Sticky tape
Hoping praying
Put it back
Will play
That song
Again
Small town blues
Speaks volumes
Unearth allies
When in love
They nod and say
Splendid
Hear animation
In every gesture
When faced with her
Only stillness
Silence
Confusion
Where's my chorus
Of witnesses
Who've heard how
Marvelous it is
To be in love
Yet mute
Blissful ignorance
What to do?
Everybody knows
How I feel
Save you
At the mercy
Of the peril
Lost for the words
Everybody knows
When we are falling
Apart
We need someone to
Remember
Who we were when
Younger
Taller
Darker
Slender
Putting back together
Pieces
Of our bodies and how we
Connect
In our own story, chosen
Family
Those people who inspire
Courage
Surround yourself with
Love
The day is all we've got
Whether apart or
Together
Arms that hold
Wherever you roam
Far and wide
Dark and cold
Ears that hear
All the words
Voice rises high
Mine consoles
Mind that tends
To every thought
Never abandoned
Knows its want
Eyes that appeal
To the pain
An unknown future
May be regained
The nature of us all
Interwined betwixt
Soil like black gold
Sky liquid silk
Hidden stories told
Under soled feet
Rubber hits the road
Dreams and days meet
A secret underground
Threads tie us all
Telling tales of
Magnificent scale
Beauty so minute
Rare mysterious
No telling where
It wanders
Growing silently
Inside me
Just below
The surface
Waiting patiently
To arise
Tentative to touch
Hesitant to taste
A glorious surprise
If arrived
Just in time
For me
She sits enthroned
Her head of stone
Arms incapable
Of waving royally
Disempowered
For her beauty
Strength, immortality
Divine femme
No king of beasts
Can protect her
From iconoclasm
Cult postmodern
Mother to all
Yet none to rest
On her thighs
Soothed by breast
A body erect
All that remains
Of love
~John Elliott Classics Museum, University of Tasmania.
Star gazing
Big screen
Blue light
All night
Stuck on
Plot twist
Lead femme
Lost me
Wondering
How long
Could I sit
In the dark
Catching
A glimpse
Of reaction
To the sight
Moonlight
Cinema
Gravity
Giving way
Force
Like the first
Star wars
Irresistible
Memories
Imprinted
On reels
Of mind
Never another
First time
Being with you
In my life
Herein contains
All the words
I cannot say
Though truly
Misses lost ones
That can't be said
With words
Count the stars of heaven 