Tag: nature

Magnolia

The winter morning frost
clear the runway for you
to parade on the bare branches
Magnolia!
You set the trend
by opening the Spring show

Retreat

Wet with the nippy April rain

Wade through the forest of blue gums

Nature’s offer feeding the rowdy musk lorikeets

Bubbly green, blue, yellow and red feathers

Cheering me on this journey of avoidance

Escape from being buried in the world ‘s clutter

Deep moss and towering gums

My shelter and refuge

Road Trip

The happy sun, the story telling clouds, the birth pain pink sky were inspiring.

Landscapes pulled me over with their outstretched arms along the highway. I read my book by the cows and sheep sharing their green pasture; I drank by the brooke with rainbow lorikeets; I hid from the storm under sugarcane plantation; I yarned with the locals at the grocery store.

The smell of the artificial ocean air refresher, dark roast coffee, MacDonald’s Happy Meal in the car brought me back to reality.

A road trip made my mind escape into the world outside the car window, some real, some imaginery, the rest was just an uninspired poet trying to make the most of a recent event.

Stormy clouds over Park Beach, Coffs Harbour

Scribbly Gum

These are the traces

of our immature effort

before breaking free

into a new world

Feeling Like Myself

Balmoral beach, Sydney, Australia

I feel alive

With salt in my hair

Sand between my toes

Sunburn on my cheeks

I am free

When did I write about love last?

Open field of lavenders
decorated with purple dreams
filled with smoky scent
from the sprigs
broken between our skin
Perhaps
that’s enough
to make the moon
pregnant

Shells

I long to be
these little shells
laze around
on a bed of moss
wearing the marks
of the ocean
bath in the healing sun

Mellow Sky

Corrimal beach, Sydney, Australia

We became
the mellow sky
In harmony with
the time polished rocks
And finely sieved sand

Happy Days

I looked through the train window
Lines of yellow trees shimmering
in the golden sun rays
That took me to the sunflower field in January
when I wore smiles like daffodils

Pebbles

Chilly autumn day
on a wet shore
The hard-edged pebbles
underneath my unprepared feet
cripple my steps

Leaning against a rock
I watch you snorkeling
flappers up
diving deep
towards the colourful marine world
where you find joy
and peace