May you find joy in perfect and imperfect harmonies.
May angels witness your silence between
May the longest of days
Bring your labours to the labyrinth
May the shortest of
A table top where eagles nest
And the tiniest of creatures burrow and bloom
There is a mesa
Starting with exploding white light
the darkness breaks in a spit
heaven and earth split.
My grandson is the reason my vote is cast
His smile warms me with its glow
I nail his colours
Plant your feet firmly.
Be like a tree by the waterside.
Do not be moved from your
May your prayer wheels carry you safely home
Remember where there was water, fire next time.
While the turbines on the old grain store in Islington St
The body erodes with every breath
The picture fades as one by one
The pixels dissolve
Wick of life
There is no light.
Tended and trimmed.
Snuck into the back pew
Seemed like the right thing to do
When I heard the sad, sorry news
I am the great great grand daughter of a witch you did not burn
I am a grandmother in a nation that
Blessed are you who have a home
For you shall be invited to open your
Congeniality coagulating on lips
Truths teetering on fiction
Spinning folly into facts
St Cyril’s Feast Day
Gold, frankincense and myrrh
Blessed be they who write letters, may their letters be received, wrapped in vulnerability and
Blessed be the child who is born under the star of Bethlehem.
May he be at one with the
It's all about the eyes
Shiraz drenched lids
Desert: home to temptation
Place of denudation.
Where stones promise to be bread
Between motherhood and grand-motherhood
Lies a second chance precipice
From this vantage point -
The knock was followed by tears
The tears by a glass of water
The glass of water by a glass of
The electric train silently slips into platform
Clean, crisp, precise.
Unaware, without a care
Shredding comes easily
When a look-a-like
Comes to the
Spectrum by God
Blessed are they who build resilience
For they inoculate the spirit.
Blessed are they who build
Dawn follows darkness
Peeking through clouds
Sunbeams cut through
May the blessing of autumn
Bring ways to wither what no longer bears fruit.
May you find
Five bananas in a bowl
Not a bad one in the bunch
Into bag for six year old’s lunch.
Sipping soy chai latte
For soon the lights would change
Her heart beat slightly faster
Shall I compare thee to a weeping sore?
Thou art more ugly and more poisonous
Odious evil seeps
Monastic silence infused by pain
Coughs interrupt breaths
Over and over and over again.
Sadness seeks :
Consolation from the soul
Soothing sweet sounds.
Harmonics to hold tears.
O glorious morn
Misty and mild
Holding rain at bay
Streaky slim rashers
Another mulberry bush to run around.
Another kite trying to lift off the ground.
Meet me at the gate
I’ll be there waiting for you
I will have the opal pendant around my
Colouring in the sky
White brushes of clouds
Are dabbed onto the wide blue wash.
On a prohibition/ repression see-saw
Fused in the middle
Between shadows and
Running, walking, standing still improvised play
Emerging trends, complexity theory
A crazy woman sailed
From height of heights she blistered on
Going tooth and
Red light ignored
Body, bonnet, thud, silence
Triple zero call
Hacking, heaving, incomplete breath
Vulture angels circle heralding death.
I rise to the new day
Plug in, connect.
Flick a switch
Then start to reject
"Fear" is the thing with scales
That leeches in the soul –
And chokes the words without the
Green and gold welcomes the dawn
Vintage yields to wine
Dappled light on Easter morn
Neapolitan ice cream sky
Crisp air and crow cry
Third of tetrad arriving nigh
Easter Eve passes
in my head
on the roof
against the wall
between the trees
under the chooks
The wooden crucible holds the body
And the blood.
The transfusion of molten red liquid flows in
My tongue and lips
Anticipating her last breath
She recalled skirts held aloft
Doing what was almost impossible
My son. Dead.
You have drained the life out of me
Waiting in limbo
Hovering between life and living
Prognostic sprint now a marathon
He said: "We humans are ordained
to have dominion over all creation.
It is written and
A deep breath, a deep dive
Into a bottomless ocean of love
Kisses. A lifetime in the
Schubert soothes the dog next door
While I sip pinot grigio and hold the floor.
Don't be afraid of the dark
For the smallest twinkle and sparkle
Will glitter and glow
Forecast of rain bruises plans
Vagrants compete for dry spots
Revealing species specific shelter
Thud, stomp, broken bottle
Cough, rustle, sliding tyres
Buzz, flushing water, drip, drip
One good rain
Grief hangs heavy in the air.
The clouds gather
Threatening like a drunk in the
I first met you on Sesame Street.
With the switch of a button the door opened.
Under the tip of my finger nail
Lies grit and grime and dust.
DNA and muck
Combine to tell a
Poet’s premature ejaculation
The glistening golden band winked in the sunlight
Placed carefully on the slippery soapy
Hands too cold.
Patchouli infused scarf of silk,
Nurturing me like mother's milk.
A generation of dreams and schemes on this flight
Greeted by thunder and rain as we alight
Tetrad of tangos
Earth, moon and sun
Trio of dancers
Eclipse number one.
Hoses, buckets, water pistols
Precision unnecessary for laughter
Second flat tyre a party
Putt putt chariot.
Swish, swirl and sway.
All part of New Year's
Golden orb descends
Arise Your Royal Eveningness
We bow to receive your breeze blessings
Threat of rain maybe days away
Mariah's breath is hot and slow
Beads of sweat add to golden
With stealth precision
The bomber finds the repellant free zone
Executing a stinging
A bunch of bananas rests there at night
Lessons all day on a rice and cabbage diet
A final decade of Hail Mary's
With a Sikh mantra chaser
And a Celtic blessing on the
Thud, stomp, broken bottle.
Cough, rustle, sliding tyres.
Buzz, flushing water, drip,
Biennale beauty and a few beasts,
Harbour horizon a certain feast.
Cockatoo Islands sights and
Crisp and clean, yet still unseen,
Is the duopoly of power.
Before too long it will go badly
Figures in violent isolation may cause conclusion jumping;
Or perhaps a violation embarrassingly
Scallywags on the line steal copper and my time.
Driver antidote humour soothes this frustrated
Dose of dyslexia haunts me today.
Wrong date to my utter dismay!
Case built, I need a holiday.
Checking last details like insurance
May seem a bit of a nuisance
But essential for
Summer's slip is showing
As the sun sets on the southern ocean
Her flirtatious pastel pinks and
Too many good-byes
Morale new low
Tied with ribbons and bows.
Aren't rules meant to be broken?
And some words to remain unspoken?
Mulberry bush moments.
Bumps and grunts and aches and pains,
Inspection, injections and ligament strains.
If bigotry is a right
Then what is the responsibility?
I want to be able to sleep at night
Dinosaur days are coming to an end
Decide and defend.
Collaborate, collaborate is where
Judgments are made about the company you keep
The prince once a toad may still be a creep
Pitching to pernicious publishers,
Synoptic sentences stored.
Rejection letters anticipated
Racing to get home on an ordinary day
Just cost me almost one week's pay
Accident free zone a
No such thing as an ugly harpist
Angels audition them not John the Baptist.
Flamingo coloured fingers, the day dawns
Rubbing my eyes, then a few yawns
Good morning gratitude.
Dabbling in digital deeds
Fingers tapping feeding insatiable needs
For upworthy shareable leads
Thinking of those travelling to their ancestral lands, the ones who are fleeing their lands, those
Shafts of light in the early evening sky
Sculpting questions: How, when and why.
Festival 14: abundant delights,
Blessing and caressing me,
Night after night.
Snap, crackle, pop
In a bowl rimmed in blue.
Knees, hips and back
Make these sounds anew.
Not slip ups
Slide into the ballot box.
Custodian of democracy sits still in the
The quintet dissected the week fuelled by hops, bubbles and tweets.
Governance driven discourse,
Ringtones, the peel of a new age.
Tweets and posts, the new gauge.
Augusta Zadow squeals with
Light and shade: elemental truths.
Bricks and mortar: essential binds.
Nature and nurture: eternal
Salty iced caramel beads
Swirls on my tongue.
Need Zero: Desire One
The burlesque dancer with a schruti box
Releases a contagion.
We are all infected with an
Spirited in liminal time.
Gold, frankincense, myrrh.
From the big man's mouth
In a pub down south
Under the tip of my finger nail
Lies grit and grime and dust
DNA and muck combine to tell a
The Giant Egret
Strolls the emerald tinged river,
Santcifying the water with her
May the stars sparkle and guide your way.
May love come to you in the smile of a baby.
The stairwell is filled with smoke.
I won’t be returning to my family home.
I remember who I
Gladiatorial vulnerability caught in the spotlight.
The glistening tear duct,
Visible from the
I am called.
I appear in her consciousness,
Even though I am not there.
I am there.
Cow, donkey, goat
As the dawn breaks and your head aches;
May you be blessed with a still mind.
As the morning
The gully breeze prophesies a bushfire.
Phone calls, plans and decisions are made.
The cooing is a steady percussive beat,
Holding the garden symphony together.