Poetry: Love & Life

Toothpaste

Yesterday, I took the empty tube of toothpaste off my shelf, / squeezed the very last blue juices from its flattened head, / and tossed it …

Exploring Australia

I began to explore Australia when I left…

As the crow flies

Dawn. Nanna and Pa sit on the verandah, knitting and reading. / Watching the roos graze…

Angel

An Angel / she appeared to me / and I was caught. / Shamelessly, I claimed her mine.

Purnululu Wind

The wind walks here. / She brushes past me / and runs her fingers through the feathery, sun-lit grasses / rustling the taffeta underskirts …

What Is

The meaning of Home is simple to a child – / at least it was to me.

A Sense of Sunrise

Sound: Water. / Building, crashing, reaching, sucking. / Constantly shifting darkness. / Gather – rush – retreat… Gather – rush – retreat…

The Silence and the Stillness

My mind clings / to the whisper of a car in the distance / to the throbbing of a watch / to the aching creak of an old roof.

COLOURING YOUR WORLD (the power of thought)

I stared down through the darkened clouds at the twinkling lights below and then lifted my gaze up through the unbroken graduation of colou…

The Forgetting

I’d forgotten how it feels / for your heart to beat just that little bit faster / when the phone beep-beeps…

Hope

When I met you / I didn’t fall for you like a landslide, / I floated like an Autumn leaf / and didn’t realise / I was in love / until I saw…

Start Line

The starter has them on the line. / The gun glints in the bright sunlight. / Silence.

Scavenger

I am a seeker, / a searcher, / a scavenger.

Starlight

The night is dark and brisk and alive. / The stars sprinkle memories into the breeze / and I remember / other nights…

The Rower

The watery depths lie dark and still below, / and deep velvet blue stains the speechless night. / The speckled heavens shed the only light …

She is a Romantic…

She walks in haste; she’s stayed too late / to wander casually / and stop to watch the dragonfly / with wings a-glittering&…

Drift

Her tired eyes are parched and dry / from staring ahead at the bendless road, / watching the patter of splattering bugs / on her windscreen…

Love is Born

Somewhere, sometime, / a seed that was sown / is ready.