sentimental thoughts
supported by the new hope
on new years evening

i sang for her life
all things bright and beautiful
teachings of the heart

three wise men are lost
not one gps at hand
still they search for Him

rising stars of gold
frankincense and myrrh declined
celebs get old too

spotting the wildlife
my nephews talent and gift
the cop car goes by

low fat high fibre
pondering the creation
of the toilet roll

i saw the knight there
as he wiped her face gently
i stifled a sob

still so attentive
committed long term care for
his beloved wife

fickle young bastards
missing the subtle stories
of a life well lived

elderly manners
stick to quick conversation
so not to bore them

it tickled me so
the rising of his spirit
that met all my needs

his golden soft hands
must have held some tender things
to look so youthful

through his ravaged face
i saw a courageous heart
of the young solder

disussing the cakes
plum duff wins over chocolate
one fart and its gone

annikas stories
fingerprints allowed inside
protective covers

huddled in the front
four girls carefully driven
speeding off to school

driving to darwin
dodging cigarette ashes
in the datsun ute

catalouge browsing
yearly pajama supply
before school started

dry season mornings
crumpets and vegemite toasts
breakfast table set

a round beginning
in a dark warm liquid space
protecting new life

the seed now secure
womans life changed for ever
nature plays her part

the red eye special
part of your birthday routine
passengers party

immortal droopy
sits int he corner today
dreaming of childhood

ordering new shoes
many tracings of footprints
on the servery

setting the table
for father christmas smoko
high on excitement

jack frost david jones
i thought they were real people
from the down south lands

back seat passengers
kim and simmone ride tightly
under canopy

coming up the stairs
laden with a sack of toys
on christmas morning

little green tea set
even today still wanted
because of the cart

glinting silver spokes
of the melvin star pushbike
walking round the yard

fear of the black cat
stopped the toes touching the floor
mums peaceful sleeping

dreaming of santa
sleeping boy in the tolley
at the shopping mall

frogs loud croaking
competing against neighbors
full of christmas cheer

running wild in fields
black flowers of depression
above grey cold skies

morning peace love and harmony
afternoon agro trees smashing each other
night fullalert flashings and doof doof

domestic violence
in mother natures pantry
trees dodge the hail stones

the butterfly lands
i forget what im saying

agapantha stems
standing in a candle shape
ready to be lit

on your left hand side
if there is a space for me
marking time to dust

trust requires more
way more than a beginning
it declines the end

oysters arrived
surrendering their freshness
as the diner wished

roguish egg errupts
slip'ry life path created
burst of womenhood

a line of footprints
fairy penguins making marks
pheons for the king

tethered green star shapes
nourished by the grey spring clouds
no autumn in sight

such tender grieving
she bends to pick up the hair
of her faithful hound

astonishing promise
tiny irridescent green
peeping through the rough

exhibition sold
i recognised my match there
my body knew it

thank you is not deep
enough for the gift you shared
hearts to you my dear

big blossom bouquets
line the road decorating
native trees shine forth

fam'ly friends frolic
belly dancing bush poet
eclectic love pipes

moonlight sprinkles shine
like fairy bread in childhhood
lighting the darkness

bagpipes teasing out
that last bit of healing sound
murmuring release

her crazy wild dance
joining with another bird
sprinkles of lightening

delightful ev'ning
sprinkler dancing crazily
brings the birds to play

rage & fear combined
mountainous red thoughts errupt
spilling out her mouth

dust & leaves compete
announcing the buildups here
dogs crawl under tanks

flowing over us
weighing in the heat arrives
revel in your spring

ahhh spring
you are all hype
and unfurling deliveries

oceans rolling in
hands wide open to receive
every salty tear

bare leaf trees explode
bulging bellied stems so full
the buds almost term

the autistic heart
clear transparency so true
my best employee

mimicking a call
for the recreation of
the apartment cat

in her watchful eyes
reflecting the crescent moon
flashed her babies smile

look up & dream large
blue skies open to heaven
soon to call us home

the ripping cold wind
tracing the formation of
my celtic spirit

dark afternoon clouds
weaving a winter tartan
of light shards and wind

she watches him work
sweat running breathless effort
breathing him his hope

wow 25 years
stitched together two as one
healing wounds of time

fine line wafer thin
love is harsh & words confuse
emotions defuse

between love and truth
where possibilities lye
behind stinging sights

fresh river water
sucked through my hair so sweetly
tasting my essence

my cat whimsycurl
walks with her nose in the air
past the birds bathing

full of mothers sense
each fibre of my being
alert and thankful

its her rolling laugh
pouring out grace over dark
that sets them at ease

green tinted snow clouds
makes you forget spring and her
many tender shoots

shed doors rattle loud
its willy willy weather
dust & debris whirl

its her smell i miss
the scent of total loving
in my mothers day

this love is silent
enveloped in worrying
as hope teases hope

as he arises
the moon is slowly fading
i wait in my room

stepping from the car
hearth smells permeate my nose
in cold autumn air

admiring the bird
that amazing little heart
the size of a pea

flushed redness rising
sweat stained sheets tell the story
fertility's fall

message from afar

hanging from my car mirror

circles of love dance

temperature falling

ugg boots & dressing gowns rule

dry season arrives

tentacle moon beams
imitating the muscle
of a cramping womb

as cows wander by
i wonder do they wither
and have hot flushes

teenagers have announced
that they need a true mother
not a false mother

the first autumn leaf
transcends from flame to dryness
completing the mulch

abandoned wrapper - as fleeting as the flavour - flying down the street

i found it empty
discarded under the tree
the silent birds nest

hard laugh echoing
into every little crack
spider walks outdoors

crashing pushing hard - soft loamy and fertile lands - ground below our feet

groan sigh bend and howl
arching and lifting power
blow my cares away

teeming down outside - flooding & feeding the land - gentle on my roof

flare then settle back - provocative orange dress - dance to warm my heart

the moon so dreamy
lighting up the reactors
in so much trauma

i see your struggle
painted in red so vibrant
on dry autumn leaves

traveling on his path
two black butterflies bobbing
in time with my steps

gum leaf swaying soft
the songline tracery fine
reaching other lands

one of these mornings
ill wake with a dream so rare
floating inside love

smiles with prickly eyes
inspiration needling
a haiku from me