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Moon Pool
Cowaramup is a small farming and tourist community in the Margaret River wine region of South-West Western Australia. My visit long ago remains an unsettling memory of alienation.
Moon Pool
The blue-black raven night
draws opal-scented folds
from quicksilver sparkle, scattered
like smashed glass over meeting grounds.
So it is, at this paddock fence
beside the scoop o...
Saturday 16th December 2017 2:40 pm
Parallel Echoes of Love
In the long small hours of dark Through the later time of darkness
I pause and gaze out at the stars As we lay entwined beneath the moon
Somehow the frosted ground The nightly scene now sacred
Sharpens the air and the starlight Welcomes the soft moonglow
Which lights my very soul: Entering both...
Tuesday 14th November 2017 1:35 pm
Moondark
When, at the end of a complicated season
of argument and negotiation
I check, and find that the moon is dark.
And will soon be new,
I consider the things undone
That will not now be done
And the things unexplained
Which will leave large pools of dissatisfaction
And I breathe out, out, emptying the air
From my lungs, and the worries
From my head; letting it a...
Saturday 9th September 2017 5:38 pm
Orangeblue
Going to die if I can't write
the moon is falling falling
out the sky time is blind
the night flies by,
wind screams sin,
a howling white oblivion
time time time
ticks ticks ticks
tick tock
tick tock
dust to rock to dust
drops
partial particles
squared and triangled
falling fearless
into the blue
I follow the rainbow
rabbit skips
the echo drips
upside down
...
Wednesday 6th September 2017 10:26 pm
Dancing For The Moon
The sky has now faded from view
Now the only light left is from you
Sometimes I feel afraid at night
but then your glow makes me feel alright
The energy that makes me feel delight
This energy releases me from the monotonous daylight responsibilities
It allows me to be me and to fully embrace everything that I see
The tense person I was an hour ago has left and now I am ...
Tuesday 23rd May 2017 4:02 am
The Beauty
{ This about the Moon and her grace. }
The moon is so full and bright
it's beauty is powerful and the light bending and
turning for everyone to see her beauty.
Can I touch your beautiful spirit?
The way you pull the waves and whisper in the wind,
can people not see that the beauty lays within the moon?
Pull me closer, turn me into one of you.
I feel your beauty trapping me in your gaze,
...
Tuesday 11th April 2017 6:53 pm
Constraint
As I look at the moon tonight.
It is full and bright
blue illuminates through
my mind, stars align.
I am fine.
Lately,
I've been burning up inside
my twisted demise,
my dystopia.
Tunnel vision,
lost my mission,
lost my way,
lost my vision.
Each night I sit with silence,
enveloped in despair.
Constrained,
penning lines in my mind,
I fail to keep,
losing too much slee...
Monday 27th February 2017 10:14 am
no title
It's time for bed,
the walrus said;
and so it is as now.
It's time for bed,
and so my head
is ready for the bow.
But words still gait
upon the wilt
of never and the row.
And gone are they
that hope and pray
for ever and for thou.
It's time for bed
the moon has said;
yet ever in her tide,
the moon is dead
and night has fled,
and dawn is by her side.
So wilt the sky,
in blossom ...
Monday 6th February 2017 12:41 am
Midnight Blues
Each night I fall in love all over again
With this world, this life, the things around me.
The darkness is inviting, I find comfort in its depths.
Many fear what the night holds, but I spend each day looking forward to the night.
Finally alone, able to strip myself of this worldly mess.
I am myself in the evening,
I come alive in the night.
The sun reveals too much, too many ...
Tuesday 24th January 2017 4:02 am
#themoonandi
The night is black.
The night is cold.
Oh how full shes appears tonight,
The moon.
she so shines bright.
All alone
she lights up the sky.
Some stars.
scattered near by.
Here i stand.
alone.
on this cold night.
To the stars and moon i look tonight.
The dark sea.
she splashes.
At my feet.
The silver sand.
she surrounds my toes.
Naked.
Oh yes.
I feel the breeze.
Golden ...
Sunday 22nd January 2017 5:33 am
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