Queenslander
The Queenslander is an iconic type of architecture; it inspires nostalgia and comfort in people who have called one of these houses home.
Tag: Photography
Run
To rise before the sun, run before the day has begun. A poem that heeds the pull of instinct over materialism and, in doing so, aligns with integrity and finds freedom from everyday constraints.
The doorways we miss while staring at walls
A poem about the walls we argue with, the quiet doors waiting nearby. With notes from a morning walk among the magpies.
Cling
Fingertip By fingertip Hauling out of the ether I listen with only half an ear to the sounds of droplets plump with water Trickling down iron a laughing wet chuckle Slushing through the pipes Forming limpid lines Then dropping Plopping on concrete below Brief life over hardly born There are things that form Only to […]
An artful living
Why wouldn’t I create? We have this ability to make ourselves incredibly happy for hours With something that comes completely from within No outside person or thing required I pick up a slim black tipped pen Or a camera Or a notebook And write, click, paint, Walk out into nature Or drink deeply from my […]
The Sparrow
The concentration that is When I focus to submit Is utter freedom. To create from the two Is to be split into a thousand different opinions Judgement rises from self First And turns like Ouroboros To consume my own art Until there is nothing left But a hungry mouth That is never fed For art […]
Three worlds one reality
Out of my head and the thoughts that ensnare Away from the “net” Away from the “gram” Fall into place where the leaves shiver and the soles of the feet take in the warmth of the uneven earth beneath Textures that please the fingertips Drink in the energy that floats gold dust in the air […]
Green and gold
There is a colour Between green and gold In the paddocks weighted down. Verdant grass with lush roots of spring growth heady with seed Green Turning Brown I tramp through the early morning light Watching the colours shift and sway One minute fresh One minute hay Thinking I feel a bit like that today
Flow
Star grass lies in drifts Against fences Hedges And anywhere else the wind has left it A change in direction Sees it dance gracefully south pivot north Some days it just goes back and forth across the paddock It doesn’t seem to have a favourite track Or purpose I wonder what’s that like As I […]
Reactionary
Jellyfish swim at the whim of the ocean tides They arrive on the beach Leaving people streaming out of the water Cursing jellyfish Who (you’ll recall) arrive at the whim of the ocean And die parched deaths High and dry Away from the tide That delivered them. Thoughts arise unbidden Create emotions that often need […]