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sea talk

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Gibson’s Steps Beach, south west coast, Victoria.
Talk to me about the sea
of sand drift and sea breeze murmurings
of tidal sliding and wavelets gliding 
onto a peaceful shore

of curling surf and whale songs
of towering waves and sailor’s graves
of a blow driven chop hard to cross
and the constant desire for more

of rock pool eddies of a wind unsteady
of sudden squalls and risking all
of unpredictable storms defying norms
of salty landless freedom

of reflected moonlight and sunsets bright
of dolphins playing and albatross staying
of cutting the water and catching fish
of life in Neptune’s kingdom

of thunderheads piled high or a cloudless sky
of seabirds arriving splashing and diving
of phosphorescent wake so easy to take
of distant horizons all around

tell me tales about the briny sea
how to travel a weather filled journey
crossing oceans wide upon the tide
and I’ll take you where I’m bound

River #03

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Where the river meets the sea
I’ll wait patiently 
until your ship comes in
carrying you to my smiles
we’ll walk the miles and miles
to a place to begin again

upriver to where small streams
become the water of river dreams
where meadows grow green under 
skies of sun and thunder
there we’ll settle on high ground
ever fertile and sound

we’ll labour to work the earth
and give a family birth
a family that will grow 
to work together and sow
under that mantle of blue and grey 
after years and many a day
we will turn to each other and say

the life we chose has been a good one
as good as the river is long
to its banks we will continue to go
hand in hand 
watching the river flow

Thoughts

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Like paper to the wind
my thoughts I scatter here
unable to rescind
I let them travel where
I know not what they’ll achieve
succeed with or accomplish
I fear they’ll find readers 
with care only to admonish
then there is the question 
why bother anyway?

so many smarter and stupider minds 
have so much more to say
and louder voices 
because they so often agree 
to speak their thoughts 
only to celebrity

a different purpose is theirs
to be heard no matter what 
without the necessity 
of thinking intelligently 
of sharing something 
of value they have got

I speak simply 
of observations
of thoughts I mull over
instead
I speak of imagery
of the wonders of earth
that crowd
inside my head