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The Delicates
They chatter life and love by the water’s edge
then dive into the shimmering blue
With thoughts of painting ice cream clouds
or bottling the phosphorus moon
Daylight is for dreaming
or cooking up a stew
The waking hours are for birthing art
or making love in the hot afternoon
Tonight, there’ll be a gathering at the Dolphin café
with wine and smiles in generous measures
mosquito nets b...
Friday 14th July 2023 3:09 pm
Stranded High
Yet
My heart aches, and clouds hold fast my mind
Thought still I hear
The silence of the waves
The silence of their Siren pull
wash like hemlock through my senses
Their echoes crashing on my island shore
Returning to the sea
Unheard
Their hushed harmony
Foams surging up my beaches
A descant imprinted on my strand
Whispering back to the squalls
Unheeded.
Ne...
Thursday 14th March 2019 3:56 pm
The Siren
In silence
She stole his soul
In love
He gave his heart
What took him from his course
What gentle zephyr force
What brought him to the isle
What beauty did beguile
In silence
She sought his mind
In sorrow
He felt her tears
What held him to his aim
What subtle noble flame
What kept him on his deck
What held his lust in check
In silence
She tempted ...
Thursday 13th December 2018 3:57 pm
Chariots of the Sun
This poem is a short affirmation and image of a small holiday island some eleven miles offshore from Fremantle, Western Australia. It began as a prison for aboriginal men and boys after 1838, and from 1902 served as a gubernatorial retreat from the intense summer heat. It is sear and dry, bereft of natural surface water, and now is a watery playground for fishers, boaters, surfers and many others....
Tuesday 28th February 2017 11:43 am
Travel Notes
White beaches and bent Palm trees,
Bath warm water and hot sand,
Ice cold beer, the scent of blossom,
The sound of fire lit live bands.
Humidity and waterfalls,
A Milkworm eaten from a leaf,
The mud, the rain, the cramp, the sweat,
The view from at the peak.
18 hour coach journeys,
The illness and the sick,
Your shuttle bus is a dump truck, and
Your camer...
Thursday 5th January 2017 5:31 am
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