In powerful-weak sunlight
Big-Crow totem tree grows
Down from cloud-lung alveoli,
Performs the fine opposite of division Continue reading
Unseen, but somewhere
Between sky and earth
The sound of a blind, heavy plane –
Born of one,
Belonging to neither –
Grumbles at both. Continue reading
This still evening
Cool cloudscape bubbles rise,
Spread across the horizon
Like ogre’s thrice warmed,
Ugly supper beans:
Grey, slow, irresistible.
Equinox-near morning
Is darker than those of late.
The tack-carry walk passes
In glorious, spiritual-dawn silence.
Is one of those rare
Hawk-holds-breath moments:
When the sky sits still
On the lies and ribs
Of the grey horizons;
Before wind stirs,
Before moon rises …
When, invisible and sublime
A minstrel bird in ancient tree
Gives the peace-to-all prayers
That day’s end deserves;
That invite us to take as much
As we need for hurting selves –
And a little bit extra
To spread around.
25/7/2013
Big red-sun pulley has
Been lowered behind
The stiff horizon;
Last-echo wonder-filled
Songbird-flute phrase
Is held, suspended,
In the still-star air.
Somewhere a cash-johnny train
Rolls away to some distant
Coyote-wail otherworldville.
I am in the lizzy-thin,
Emerald and cowboy moment:
Listening to companionable
Words from orange, high-flame fire;
The mother-calm breathing of the earth:
In, hold and out.
19/6/2013
“The richest, the rarest of jewels
Were formed in the
Earliest of long-gone seas,
The most chaotic of places …”
The old miner-ghost whispers –
Echo from the desperate-hope past –
Tears so clear in the corners
Of his passion-determined voice.
“My pick was always sharp,
My bucket always empty, but
There are Gondwana‘s opals here,
I just need time to find them.
I would have you believe in me
Until I do.”
17/6/2013
Photo: www.walgett.org.au
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