Life clings to cracks
Liminal spaces
Hiding places
Reality abounds
On the edges
Beauty is born
Of age
Mirth is found
In the calm
After the storm

Life clings to cracks
Liminal spaces
Hiding places
Reality abounds
On the edges
Beauty is born
Of age
Mirth is found
In the calm
After the storm

Streets of my town
Taken to wits end
Edge of the precipice
Dark history amend
Not long since
A new breeze swept
Through winding lanes
Rows of vines well kept
As if breathed new air
Kept pace petite feet
Leading me down
Swans and starlings greet
Once again sandstone town
Sits longingly by river seat
Stands tall and proud
Once again, my retreat

Bravery only comes
If you let it be
With love

Springing into life again
Just in time for equinox
Monarch adapted so wonderfully
So can I
Make friends with love
From the sun and moon
Wind and snow
Sunset afternoons
Her gaze will always come again
Through my mirror
Onto my pillow
To wake me warmly
And say
You are loved

Admiring beauty
From afar
These empty vessels
Won't hold warmth
Nor bear handling
Forgive accidental
Fall from grace
Tiniest touch
Out of place
All seeing
Though clearly
Conversations
Simmer gently
Hands clasped
In dainty laps
Licking jelly slice
From fingers
Longing gentrified
Special ones
Reserved for whom?

She who has kept
Quietly
All the secrets
Denying any
Locked up inside
Things never said
Admittedly
Let me wonder
Turning over
Every leaf
Adorning answers
Oft agreed
Rarely seen
Timeless wander
Speak native tongue
Lamp burns brighter
Windows dimmer
Tides higher
Carry me
To sleep
Remember me?


Swaying gentle breeze
Allay your fears
Rest, at ease
Sunbeating spine tingling
Fancy free
With me

