Bliss

Bliss in deep green

Eucalyptus minted

Hint of honey

Fall in circles

Down to bed

With earths delight.

Helicopter

flower

Flies

The tender

Loops

Rotate

And trundle

Twirl and twist

And catch a breath

Of aching wind

Bliss in deep green

In the octave higher

Than description

In the layer

Deepest of heart

Whirling wanting

Whisper, roar and

Ready.

Bliss…

"The Ocean - It's Balloons"

"The Ocean- it's balloons"
Trillions of them
Silky, salty, smile a while
Tiny reminders, a mass collection
"The Oceans - it's balloons"
It's balloons made of bubbles
No elastic plastic
chokey jokey
caught in the game strictures.
It's a ball, a banquet
a carousal, carousing
celebration.
It's a cocktail of endless
bubbles on a soiree
of splurging life.
It's a spree for free
It's a party
It's a moveable feast
It's mendable
It's beautiful
It's everything you really are.

Diamond

Do you remember?

It wasn’t a perfect cut

Glimmer glamour shop fronted

Dazzler on the top shelf.

It wasn’t igneous rock

Sliced into the edges

Of Escalators

Or polished envy.

But it was a diamond.

It was all parallel

And perpendicular

And tangent to

A whole circle

That you can’t see

Put feels

Free.

Do you remember

opening one single

gift?

Do you remember four

Coloured triangles

Bright like day

In Summer

Bold like

That time on a boat

Where the ocean

Is everywhere for miles

And miles

And the water was navy blue with royal blue peaks and the clouds seemed to have almost found their way to the surface of the water?

Humble

Like that time

Tiny strands of the ocean gently sliced rays of salt across our cheeks.

The kite was hard to fly

At first…

Do you remember?

It didn’t really work

But it found us again

Like the sails of a tall ship

Shipping breath into colour

Into holding life

Into outstretched

Open

Flight.