Surrounding me
at table
While they make
a cup of tea
Feet dance down
The valley
To observe swell
Of spring
Pause and ponder
Habitat
Wonder gaping
Tiny things
Glorious enormity
Companion
On the wind
On the wind
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Category Archives: Thoughts
Living treasures
We say farewell
With a gift
Not many receive
A living thing
To tend and care
Responsibility
To remember lives
We cannot share
The special two
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
Crimson kiss
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
A woman’s worth
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
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.
While my guitar gently weeps
Bar chords
Black vans
On the wall
Mind haze
Heady brew
Dreaming rewind
Red room
None of her kind
Four pictures
Rotated daily
Every living thing
Holds her power
Over me
A way with words
No matter how well
They're put together
Words have a way
Of leading astray
Down rabbit holes
Up Toad's willows
In dark with mole
Long on the nose
On the run again
Like Banksia men
Up and out
Flying elephant spout
High as a kite
With a bosom friend
Try as we might
Gone round river bend
We offer our cheers
To a friend big ears
Lift off in the sky
On a lemonade high
Still to return
From doldrums we yearn
Come dally with me
Round the giving tree
Brave is the one
With words so few
But ears and arms
To live stories
With you
By Emma Haynes and Lilian James
Strange fruit
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
Love like
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
Count the stars of heaven 