Saturday 28 May 2011

These Things

These simple things ........
A tune that works
A smile from my daughters
When the words flow
A kiss from my lover
When I call my folks
When I pick up the guitar
Western NSW from an aeroplane
Kings Cross Station
A job well done
August
Remembering stuff
Sunday coffee with the locals
An odd light
The key of A minor
A slightly curling 4 ft wave at Longy bomby

why would you care or be slightly interested??
the nature of the blog
and the desire of the poet

..... so there!!!

Friday 20 May 2011

when the raven leaves your window pane

this will be a shorty one
about things that seem
too big in the night .... and
when darkness ends
when the raven leaves
your window pane
and the dew drops fall
down from the branches
slipping with it
all the beasts of the night
that wrapped your head
an held it tight
these simple rays
of soft delight
make them seem so far away

Wednesday 4 May 2011

In Hindsight

You have this thing
That I see sometimes
When I really don't expect it
Actually I didn't even think it was you
Who would tell me this and
It's so obvious in
Hindsight
That it always was you

Sunday 1 May 2011

it's only a ripple

Dipping my head below the waterline
Lifting my feet from the sand
Tumbling backwards toward you
Whisper with me ... Here comes another ..

It's not quite as I'd imagined
The way things would turn out
All these shadows and rays
Wobbly lines, the deadrise of ships
Whose high tide marks leave me
Walking in circles.
White froth from her belly
The things I want most
Back for another again and another
But it's not quite as I'd imagined
No .... it's nothing like it at all

Hello, now that I'm breathing
This time I will be
Prepared
I've read it I've heard it
I've thought it out loud ....

Oh where is this place?
Now that I'm here

I've nothing to give you
Nothing to please you
Nothing you need
Nothing at all
For now that I'm here
I have nothing to soothe you
Nothing to bring you
No nothing at all

And so it seems I have
Given my soul, yes
Given my soul
To the Old angry sea
Where there it will stay
Along with the froth
In the belly of this beast
Yes there it will stay

Dipping my head below the waterline
Lifting my feet from the sand
Tumbling backwards toward you
Whisper with me ... Here comes another