I have learnt today...

I have learnt today...
Respect the scaffolding of life
But never be afraid
To test your wings
Once in a while...

Storms Riddle Christmas Eve Skies...

Storms riddle Christmas Eve skies
But the Earth
Shines
On...

Christmas Thoughts...

The little bauble is dusty
Polish it with love

So many shadows...

So many shadows
Sweeping my verandah
That can only mean
So much warm sunlight....

The wake...

The wake of misty grey Winter veils seems so long...
Still dreaming of
The lyrics of Spring...

The last stone...

The last stone in the July river
A stone of achievement
Marking a month of discoveries...
But the quest continues
There are always stones
Earth gems
Waiting in
The Big River...

Instead of ...

Instead of wasting energy
Wondering and worrying about tomorrow's unfilled spaces
I am teaching myself to just deal with
Any ugly features today
And then
Close the door
Tomorrow

Hospitals...

Hospitals are unstable places
A place of questions and fears
But today
A friendly breeze greeted me
No waiting for
My X-Ray appointment...

It felt like Spring today...

It felt like Spring today...
I felt the bravery of tiny white blossoms peeking
I felt the dance of new feathered life
I felt the zing of a warm wind
It felt like Spring today...
For a little while...

Sands...

Wave logged sands soak footprints
The weights of a journey
And then
Wash them
Away...

Boats at Blairgowrie...

Boats at Blairgowrie...
Hulls quivering with
The dance of watery light
My Little Tax Toy
Watches
Bemused
From the sands...

NOTE: My Little Tax Toy was the name of a yacht resting on the sands

A tower...

A tower of layered beauty...
Like a rich, succulent
Cake...
A soft
Kaleidoscope of
Colours
Like an avant garde
Work of art...
Do I really want to destroy
My creative
Personal opus of
Ironing...

Mourning dove...

Mourning dove...
Feathers laden with a spell of rain
Still cooing softly
Intent on
A personal quest...

Spring blossom in winter...

Spring blossom in Winter...
Like a jewel
Glittering white
Surprise
In the darkness...

While I love the rain...

While I love the rain
For its gift of nurturing the earth
I wouldn't mind
If it enjoyed
A weekend
Break...

Appointments...

Appointments here
Appointments there
And not a breath to think...
It must Friday...

Waiting...

Waiting can be a painful time
Waiting for answers is unsettling
But waiting for someone can
Challenge the spirit...

Another rain bedazzled windscreen...

Another rain bedazzled windscreen...
Another filtered view of warmth
Another reason to cultivate
Beauty within...

Sorrento in winter...

Sorrento in winter is a questioning place...
Without the busy bristle and colour of summer holidaymakers
It is easy to see the terracotta pavement
Winding past streams of
Stylish boutiques and cafes
Down to a sunless sea
And yet
There is a feeling that in this space of the chilled season
A friend is missing...

Afternoon shadows...

When rain seems endless...
When grey skies seem to cycle into more grey skies
The surprise chink of
Wintry
Pale
Late afternoon
Sunlit shadow is
Ironically converse to
The thrill of rain after
A long drought