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 […]
Stack the firewood Kindling Paper Woosh Combustion is a warm red glow In a dark space With uneven outlines Each morning Igniting my heart Inducing the sweat Cedar lined womb Returning to the primordial realm Softening Beginning again And the words drift away behind me When I close the door And take my seat Becoming […]
A bird sings a song But it has a voice I think That’s a magpie calling But the bird Sings its words According to choice As do I Calling in my voice Of the sky and the sea In human dialect Familiar Strange And somewhere beneath Is me Poetry Cadence Rhythm And how we are […]
I run across feathersand attribute meaningWhisper“Hello MumIt’s okayI’m still living”Circling pelicansLow to the groundFormation is oddLike my compassLatelyNorthIsSouthWorld upside downYet stillI feel the stringsFrom my heartConnect to something greater than mePulling me forwardFearlesslyAnd the pragmatist would sayI’m dreamingLost in wonderlandGrow upThere’s bad out thereYou should have seen it comingAnd I would sayI can’t explain the […]
I awoke worried By a fiend of my brain Figment of imagination It cast no shadow as I turned on the light Nor ever will These things which make us fret Toss and turn Tumbling heartbeats in our sleep Are not real To reach out a hand is to smite a ghost The only head […]
The cloud was like a dragon It terrified me I flipped it into a flower And now I am free Thoughts come and go We don’t have to construe We can let them be clouds And allow them to move Freely
And isn’t adoring the Brolga As it flies In the painted porcelain sky Just another form of praying
Struck by lightening in the middle of a field Drowned in a dam Hit by a car Tree falls Leaving a scar Where a human has been We cling precariously To fate Avoiding at all costs Our use by date And all the while Death smiles gently Shakes its head And whispers You really could […]
