Come out

In the lee of Summer Solstice 
Tell oneself to breathe
In and out repeatedly
No more holding on
To each one
The days are ticking down again
Walk abreast the self-assured waves
Kissing sun on white speckled canvas
Laid bare for once
Turn around
People multiply in the wake
Rubbery tops of jelly fish
Bounce off finger tips
Salty drink for skin
Slips soft around
Tender clefts of limbs
Hopefully loved
Sun kiss, towel hug
Me and my own company
Thinking upon
Just once
The one presiding over
The bay upon balcony
Head dipped in serenity
Some adventure in there
Waiting to come out
Hinsby beach on Christmas Eve, Taroona Tasmania

Contagious

Do I dare dwell
Night and day
Sacrifice lesser thoughts
For prized noble insights
Into some or other
Look, word, a smile
Given to me by one adored
Once upon a time...

I do dare
Forgive me if words
Do drag on
But I am of the mind
That love, a cure-all
Conntagion runs through
Generations

If these words and purest thoughts
Never reach her ears
For certain a chance to
Float about for many
Hundreds of years
Is that not how
I caught it first
From a blue green eye
Locked on mine - but once
State archives of Tasmania

In your own time

Poured out like an offering
Waterfall, infinity pool
In the alpine summit
Of glacial paced healing
From losing all held dear
That and more
Saying goodbye took time
Through thousands of moments
Admired over and over
Letting go means allowing
Rapids take you forward
Knowing you have the strength
To stay afloat
Survive another capsize
Walk away into the wilderness
Once more

Ask me again

Won't you?
Life no longer
Violet crumble
In my hands
If only
Sweet honeycomb
Chocolate mess
Ask me over
After work
Take the ticket
To the show
Now state walls
Not a giant mask
Anymore
Storm blows over
World conjures another
Ask me again
For someone to hold
Fossil Cove Tasmania

Sound the gong

Plausible
Plot twists down slinky pole
Like ivy gone wild
Parched dry stone wall

Tips stretch limbs
A divining stick
Precious lick of droplet
Curtain falls

Cool shower soothes
Sting of unseasonal
Summer burst
How to say, thirsty, is all

Ivy, though clinging,  choking kind
Something renaissance about it
Ivy league, why?

Look down from chest to feet
All that hides between
Not so incongruous are we?
Tower bell strikes harmoniously

Synonym of ceremony
Meringue gown falls
Layers of royal icing kind
Not my style anymore

Since dawn erupted
Relentlessly upon eyelids
Call to arms silenced
Love does a number on us all

Down to only one
Sound the gong