After the rain Sunshine feels like fairy dust The Murraya trees offer flowers to the clouds that drift above White petals fall to the mud Creating a carpet for ants to tip toe across Out in the paddocks Florescent grass creeps higher And in the garden Even the thorny rose tendrils softens in ruby buds
The scent of rain on ocean So different from anywhere else it falls Bitumen Soil All add their aromas But out on the water Clouds cry Kissing salt Brine dissolving Colliding Into a thousand patters that slide Boards rock gently Feet dangling As above So below Wet Faces turn to catch the droplets Grey wraiths […]
Climb into A box Close the lid And sit Let the clouds drift across the sky Don’t ask what the weather might be doing It doesn’t matter You’re always fine Then comes the day When someone asks you If you’re okay And a voice From deep within a box Says Of course! And you both […]
I sit with the stars To remind me Of the difference between long And short And old and young And that even things that look alive sparkle and shine Are already gone And everything dies And the vast And the small Will come to us all Because these things I forget sometimes
Like a bird unable to alight I could not find peace Nor quiet Branches of thought crumpled beneath weight And my mind buzzed loud with words I could not speak Yet they formed thick sentances And I had not brought a notebook with me I walked the block Drifting from shop to shop Smiling and […]
How long does something stay in the mind? A ridiculous amount of time It seems Cobwebs woven across neurons Catch my softened eyelids Jerking me into a memory laid down Years ago A skin I no longer own I guess it used to be But now? Meaningless Like Thumbing through clothes That used to fit […]
If tears had words They wouldn’t be needed And if pressure could burst Gently There would be no point Volcanoes lay dormant For Millenia Beneath basalt And turf Lava boils unheeded There is a point to anger It has magnificent power But if it can’t be contained Controlled, Built It adds nothing to the moment […]
When a butterfly emerges No one is watching Except the organism That is transformed Nobody understands it either Not truly We can observe the exterior But we can’t feel the experience Of sludge Becoming membrane Growing wings Or the confusion Occurring within A tiny brain Metamorphosis happens Far from the gaze A caterpillar builds a […]
We see skin And think it solid Surface appearance That we acknowledge as if the coatings Around those edges are finite Representative Of the individual within They are not. For we are spirits blending and dissolving Into God Someone asked me “What religion do you tick on the statistics” I said none Because I only […]
Seen collectively Trees are easy to dismiss as all the same Time spent with them however Tells a different story They are each unique From bark pattern to leaf To colour to lean To growth And that is one species alone So I go where trees grow To untangle my own Feelings Because feelings To […]
