Greedy vine spirals smother monoliths
Spider fern moss, fairy forest vertical
Soaks in secrets, promise admonished
Water trawled crevice, creek cervical
Church canopy arch angel honours
Wing finger cool fires praise prancing
Laser selects sections, bark polished
Licked by flitting demure madonnas
Eight afore taped to trees keen tropical
Each fresh capes the chapel innocent
Suckers strung hearts hung over tendrils
Hundred year hardness rots, wet spent
Mighty trunk rips open room charcoal
Doorway discloses disaster clandestine
Bluebeard’s bride wives winding sparkle
Shon hopeful on nymph number nine
3rd of July
Daintree Dancing
Outside the sanctum, clenched teeth, tension,
a sense of being spun slowly, in comical ocean drift
Bobbed cork barely able to rein my orientation.
Luckily, current flux of haphazard happening flapped
a variable vantage.
Blown as though by silk hankie butterfly blessing
launched under lead light detail dragonfly wing
Inside the sluice.
tender seagrass arms greet me, surprise caressed
Silky entry to a tepid tub, a calm community
of smug inner sanctum club members, afloat.
Blind to bedlam, their faces automatically accepting
Smarmy, aloof, knowing the code
Clicked into correct holding pattern
Galvanized now among the longed for,
unlocked passage
Boasts a right angled me, porthole refuge
Catatonic sanctum immune to struggle
Bay of steady abundance
Top step mission for admission somehow granted mine
Spotlight shon on my cloned social demeanor,
Meticulously honed modesty of highbrow gallery.
24th February
Written for Contest: Gateway
Sponsor: Constance La France
Tears drop tornado, dollops jump above sides
Thin limb goblin sinking anchor bronze
Terrified in rising waves of violent river's rides
Envelope hapless magician in wail swirl static
Embellish emerald strangle collar wash
Emotions sharp peak - white caps leap erratic
Aspired as diamonds, climbed mountain poke
Arrange cloud malady stormy metal shon
Acrewed blue bellies bellow over goblin croak
Rascal salt ocean stab of silver dolphin spears
Roll nauseous sorcery balled crystal slosh
Regaled bedazzle boat slides triumphant tears
7th August 2021
Written for Contest: The Goblin's Jewel Box
Sponsor: Jack Webster
Hello, I’ve untangled the hell, I say hello I’ve abandoned the fail made sense of the past at long long last understand the collapse I’ve remembered the cracks the water weighed down from taps I’ve turned them back no trickle to kickle no threat I’ll drown in fact I’m running naked through town chanting loud made sense of what pulled me down gave me a frown naked where’s my gown oh sod it I’ll let it all hang out swing around I’m a happy man with a direction a perfection foundation e reck shon eruption stand proud what caused the depression no longer a mystery set me free I’m nude I’m happy and yes this is me growing bigger bulky and long good I figure double meaning innuendo but who cares my friendo invento words a very strange verse I was in trouble now it’s meet its end though bad English bad grammar so happy it doesn’t matter 13 years I'll talk cow pat I’m now back!!!
SONNET FOR KELLY
The Spring has come a little late this year
Siberian winds and rain have chilled the soul
Though calendar proclaimed that April’s here
No tiny leaves yet rimmed the Elm tree bole *
But One brought inner Spring to heart and mind
And raised the spirits strength to face our chore
Providing us a warmth for which we pined
Then gave us boost that we might start to soar
With raven hair and sparking ebon eye
A glittering jewel on grey cold cloth she shon
Then life here was revived till by and bye
The long awaited Spring gave a new dawn
So we’ll recall long after our departs
How she allayed the cold and warmed our hearts
April 2018
* Reference to Robert Browning poem: ‘Home thoughts from abroad’
She used to be whole,
She used to have
Galaxies inside
Her mind and soul.
You could have looked
Into her eyes
And watched the
Stars being born.
Her smile shon
Like the sun.
And her laughter could
Have cured the earth.
But then he came along.
He ignored the universe
Within her,
He covered her smile
Like the clouds cover
The sun on a rainy
Day.
And yet she didn't care.
She didn't care because
He was as wonderful
And as mysterious
As the deepest part
Of the ocean.
He gave her ripples
Of love, when
She deserved tidal waves.
And instead of creating
Storms for her, he
Created storms to destroy
Her.
it slowly did.
He plucked every
Star out of her soul,
And her smile was
No longer a burning
Flame.
And so she wasn't filled
With galaxies anymore.
The dark matter had
Consumed her
And left her no more.
You are a much loved mother
Who is missed each passing day
You were always there to listen, to guide us on our way.
You possessed the greatest gift, the kind that can`t be bought,
That is what made you special, the love you gave us all.
You had so much to give, such a caring heart,
A nature that was so gentle,
A smile that shon so bright.
For today we stand here thinking of how time has slipped away,
Of all that we have shared, with the passing of each day.
We recall all the happiness,
The mountains you have climbed
And the beautiful memories that are there,
That you have left behind.
So walk amongst the bluebells, be free to say farewell,
We are proud you are our mother,
You`ll never be far away.
Never to be forgotten, your memory will live on,
For life with you continues with generations still to come.
For they have a little gift they inherited from you.
To be a person to be proud of, as we are of you.
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