Arc Eyetect

What arc eyetect

Of light and sun

Makes cloud and sky

Refract and sunder 

Early Ones

Once in my life

Was early by far

It took some strife

From an early star 

Red Missed

Red wine

Old tawny

Quite fine

Grows thorny 

Tiger Fire

Woodened air

Burning bright

On an island

In the night 

Peering Through

A gazillion stars

Showering down

Pricks in a veil

Darkening surround 

Friendshie

A sheoak glade

Amongst shy friends

A lapping shore

The melody it sends

Not Missing

I miss the mornings

Miss out on the time

Just too many yawnings

It’s not a great crime

Trilogous Life

The charmed life

Par excellence

The cormorant

Not elifonts 

Old Legs

Smoke em out

Creep and crawl

Don’t mind em big

Just get em all 

Tricksy As

Axe with brittle handle

Ute with faulty wheel

Wick in explosive candle

Spoon in poisoned meal

Roaring Forties

Serenity island

Except for a gale

Someone's pop offs

Helping us sail

Rownd About

A dingy may be dodgy

Ya can’t row, ya can’t swim 

Really Boys

Gone bush for old sake

Camp clothes, food galore

Just me and an old mate

In the sticks, nice and raw 

In the Drink

In a blink

In the drink

Man overboard

Now let me think

Corroboree

One is company

Two’s a hoot

Three is trouble

Four’s a troop

Blue and Green

More green

Less blue

Missing yellow

Shining through

Hello Aimlessly

Meandering aimless

Foraging thoughts

Following a river

Knowing no course

Hanging Out

Still a boy

I cannot lie

Whizz pops, sillies

Often I cry

Mounton

Blue mount on

The distant plain

Touching sky

And cloud the same

Bush Mourn

I have gone into mourning

As one hiding away

A wild bush landing

Where here think I’ll stay

River Not Running

The deeper the river

The slower the race

The closer to sea

The harder to pace

Quiet Cooing

The quiet country

The silent bay

The still horizon

The path astray

Sunfalls

Horizon flame

Kindled wick

Brief bonfire

Burning quick

Inland Deep

A deepression

Filled full with grief

Lake of sadness

No drain for relief

Old Boy

Not yet teen

Ninety one

All the pressure

Just begun

Ulandiwald

Ulandi Court

A wonderwald

A lost kingdom

A hidden world

Mortal Flame

What fuels the fire of thine heart

To keep the flame from dimming

And stay the heat soon to part

As cooler airs are crouching

Flutterflies

Silent like an owl

Defenselessly by

Save a zig and a zag

The butter and moth fly

Maybee

Oh maybe to bee

Busy and content

Working not thinking

Happily spent

Skeletrees

Enmeshed gumtrees

The prime of their life

Soaring in the skies

Like husband and wife

Wooden Beach

A timbre shore

A novel thing

When sand or rocks

Are we’s expecting

Sailing Sunship

Golden lustre

Reddened glow

Silver ripple

Raining bow

Life to Loam

The creature blown and battered

The critter drown at sea

The carcass no longer living

The Lord God made it be

On a Cliff

Don’t leap off the cliff

The water will be hard

You can’t see how truly far

You’ll fall and so be marred

Foolish Hope

It’s the slow defeat

After grinding ice

The years and wars

A fatal price

Wicked Tide

I think now I never had you

Somewhere out in space

I thought we’re tied together

You there beneath my gaze

Muddy Road

Walking upstream
A muddy river bed
There’s no water flowing
Cold chill in my head

Lingering

I’ll always be waiting

Waiting for you to come back

Sparrow Mousey Pair

Methinks my am a mouse

And you is like a sparrow

Us both betwixt two worlds

One above and one below

Sméagol Says

Sméagol says "Don't be dark

Too hopeless and forlorn

We is better to be trying

To fight and blow the horn"

Man of Sorrows

Waves of grief

Come drowning in

Little relenting

Engulfing within

Forty and Counting

It’s not a happy birthday

It's never so been

It’s a day for grief and mourning

At everything in between

Letterboxes

There’s something about a letterbox

Or better three or four

Bold, rambly, quite scrambly

Even five or more! 

Everything I've Wanted

Much of what I’ve wanted and worked for

Now seems so hollow and vain

And now it threatens to become

A burdensome and dreaded bain

Broken Mirror

Broken mirror

Cracked glass

An heirloom

It did not last

Fossicking

Fossicking for fossils

A favourite pastime

The mind begins to boggle

As it jostles back in time

Bremember

Somedays

Most Mondays

I struggle long

I struggle on

Losing Track

I lose track of myself

When I land on a good spoor

Marsupial footprints

Even scratches allure

Sunday Sonrise

There came the night

The friend betrays

His own lose light

Before the day’s

I have a Blue Tongue

I am cold blooded

From tip to tail

Don’t want to get up

Lest it’s hot on the rail

All Creatures Foe and Fendful

I get a wasp’s a pest

Like an ugly stinging nettle

But with legs and wings it’s no

Rose with reddened petal