The dizzy chute, its guttural roar, is fifty metres yonder where the cheeks of boulders define the flow - the supple dragon tongue of froth and liquid anguish untamed. But here behind the jagged green-streaked protection of “Iceberg Rock”, the river is wide and so serene that in the shallows the surface trembles with the … Continue reading Sanctuary
Can she help from there on the sidewalk? As far as I can tell, she isn't missing any pieces - sawn off and dissected - her awareness is of mindly matters. She tosses crystaline wisdom to smash on my hard-formed self-image - her logic chains are breached by the someone in my head who denounces … Continue reading Counselling
if Mars is what happens next; when metal ships slant outward their wakes fading white "V"s in sky's empty eye we will look back and wonder at the cobalt beauty of this place our home Written for MLMM's challenge (use synonyms of the words go, then, here, blue and lean) and also for Earthweal's Weekend … Continue reading Advance Nostalgia
six storeys up an outward glance grey pigeons in arrowhead dive through blue glaze then gone wiped tears Published in "Journey - A Cancer Story" May 2022
tiny baby eyes the colour of rain on the Brindabellas limpid pools placid in the churn of seaside rocks - the world unleashed around you eyes so big and still, they dwarfed your cheeks; drew me in captured me knitted blue innocent pouches the swimming sapphire trust I must try to live inside, to deserve … Continue reading The Blue Deal
this frame my window captures the spillage of the inverted half moon the splashing fall of silver-green sepia on grass and tree crown and verandah rail and the hulk of the concrete rainwater tank and the innocent motion of the breeze and the hum from way down there of the season-swollen river and its rush … Continue reading Midnight Alarm
this morning in the rush of lost hats and packed swimmers and adjusted goggles and tangled hair i forgot to eat my twice cooked breakfast (twice cooked because even months later i still think the salt is the sugar - being in the old sugar jar- and a teaspoon plus of salt on one's porridge … Continue reading breakfast elongated
I watch the night creep along the slender pink bough of next door’s gum illuminated by that ha’penny moon and dripping with bronze questions thicker than Pooh Bear’s honey. I lie here, thoughts traveling ‘round and around like Piglet’s footsteps in the snow, small but firm I guess, and as trotters would, imprinting deeply the … Continue reading A Honey Night
imagine if we swapped an eye for an eye mine blue, yours brown and we saw the world through one of each would it be two tunnels ending in different stories irreconcilable? two streams down two mountains cavorting and somersaulting subsiding in two different lakes one blue, one brown and we being half of each … Continue reading Eye for an Eye
It's Valentine's Day and we splashed red around oh yes like butchers carving up the day and we felt it in our hearts watching loved ones hurt to bleaching and as you do when grey deepens past twilight we turned to food in the crowded kitchen scrambling eggs around like free-range yellow clouds but heavy … Continue reading All Kinds of Red
Out of the Cave 