Green tree leaves clean and shining A diamond droplet suspended Blue sky within Upside down It splashes And the sky hits the ground My shoe walks over it Thinking That’s quite profound Photo from a drone shot out west of Eulo on a trip last year. The perspective from higher up never fails to lift […]
Land Isn’t dirt It is something higher It holds It grows It breathes It covers itself in tapestries of wildflowers And allows the breeze to carry the seeds It is free and travels in dust Falls in love And covers my jacket My hands Fills the lines beside my eyes One day it will find […]
Sometimes it hurts So you have to shift the hurt To the left hand And keep writing Because the right hand Is the dominant one After all
Kookaburras laugh Into the darkening descent of day A moon waxing Her chest full of pressure And nowhere for it to go But into the sky And I take mine to the page To leverage the word And bend it into the shape of immense feeling But it’s a mugs game This poetry For every […]
That third last hour Between the world of night And the world of day I began writing poetry again I haven’t felt like sharing The things that bake between layers When I’m living You know Just walking through it But one day You look up And there is a thin crust Over the top of […]
Horizon turning Apricot to blue I want to grasp This moment Before the sun While the moon is still bright Already the stars Have left the sky And the tall gum tree behind Is becoming more defined Leaf by leaf We cannot hold time For it is inexorably marching toward forever And the only way […]
Firelight illuminates Shadows add depth We are the sum of both the seen And unseen Even to ourselves Self is blinded perhaps Most of all. What rises to the surface when heat is applied Reveals things more precious Than spent time Sitting in the warmth But without the heat I guess it’s a little obscure […]
Full moon Obscured by wind blown clouds I stand watching What shakes trees Rattles the sheets of iron on the roof Scatters my yoga mat Off the deck Unfurled like a tongue Stopped mid sentence It hits a wall I stretch taller My feet planted on the floor The clouds part My heart yawns and […]
Good morning It’s not about what’s done Or to be done Or what was done What’s done is done And it’s not life Life is being aware The simple meeting Eyes in the mirror Catching your breath Metacognition Why did I think that? Life is the invitation That strolls into your head Says Forget all […]
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