RhymingTherapy—April 2021 (my photo of Rottnest Island) poem inspired by @Writerscreed Challenge “tugging at shadows”
dazzling drops
of April sunlight
form constellations
among the mangroves
diamond chains
of exploding novas
sparked to life by an
ever-changing cosmos
.
RhymingTherapy—April 2024 (my gif)
exotic beauty
takes flight from the soil,
unreal in its depiction,
delicate & graceful, vestal
mystique setting her apart,
desired icon of romanticism,
elegantly unique, a blush of
pink perfection sustained
by coils of medusa hair,
flotsam, probing, wafting
adrift on fragrant air,
an inflorescent pearl
awaiting completion,
submerged in ambrosial
auras of tender care.
RhymingTherapy—Jan 2020 (my photo)
nature wears her mystery
like the cloak of an ancient deity,
leading a dance of
wild abandon
outside my window
she casts each season’s
bounty to the wind, mantle aflame
through a dreamy lens
ignited by a shining
kiss of light—lavish intimacy
tentatively bestowed by sunset’s
cascading emanation
.
RhymingTherapy—March 2024 (my photos)
surrounded by a state
of perpetual motion,
the outside observer
in a microcosm
of special relativity,
velocity is meaningless
in the universal continuum,
where five more minutes
at the speed of light
in a billion different lifetimes
is all we’ll ever need.
RhymingTherapy—March 2021 (my original photos & edit) poem inspired by @Writerscreed challenge “five more minutes”
Golden crown and mottled
blue plumage, the colour morph
of a Pale-headed Rosella—
transports me to a distant skyline,
where gilded clouds
pause to catch their
breath on a sunbeam
laser-lit horizon.
To my garden, the pastel
shaded parrot pays a
fleeting visit, skimming
the fence line as it leaves
for places where earth’s
crowded spaces fade away,
beyond yonder’s
jet propelled slipstream.
.
RhymingTherapy—March 2024 (my photo from a recent flight to Sydney. The visit from a Pale-headed Rosella to my garden was a few days after I returned. Unfortunately I wasn’t quick enough to snap a photo of it).
the view
from my balcony
overlooks a
moonlit esplanade
beneath a
carnival atmosphere
of luminous lights
pensive clouds
romance a
tropical super moon
framing a perfect memory
of a distant midnight sky
RhymingTherapy—October 2021 (my photo) poem inspired by @writerscreed challenge “full moon”
spellbound in transit through twilight’s gloam
a waning moon
basks in blooms of ethereal light over sky-meadows sown with rose petal clouds
woven in lore with dusk laden waters her reflection temporarily dissolves beneath sunset’s silky coverlet of atmospheric flowers
.
RhymingTherapy—Feb 2024 (my photo)
The future was
always meant to be
an invention of
evolution,
species of every kind
will in deference
either adapt
or cease to exist.
The mechanism
of carcinisation—nature
will get her way,
& there’s nothing
all the wealth, power
or ego in the universe
can do to stop her.
RhymingTherapy—Jan 2021 (my photo) poem inspired by @Writerscreed Challenge “carcinisation”
where does it come from this transitional insight? a twin sense awareness of mirror-lily relativity
perhaps it’s January’s gift grown from a seed —a luminous vision of biformed beauty,
flourishing hope that dormant inspiration continues to bloom.
RhymingTherapy—January 2024 (my photo)
When your New Year’s resolution is to be more upbeat…
.
RhymingTherapy—Jan 2024 (my video)
I’ve been busy
crafting holiday gifts—
sculpting delicate hearts
from air dry clay;
reflecting on friendships
near & far—
acquaintances who left
& soulmates who stayed;
tying satin bows &
stringing wooden beads;
painting shimmering stars
to hang on glittering trees;
there’s much to do
before another year
recedes from view…
& next December
comes round again.
@RhymingTherapy—December 2023 (my photos)
newborn kangaroos
known as joeys by the mob
love their mobile homes
father is buck or boomer
mother is devoted doe
@RhymingTherapy—Dec 2023 (my video)
time is frequently lost
in an habitual hinterland,
with visions of the horizon
beyond the lone tree,
an infinity of nothing
in far away skies,
staring out through
a glass house with a view
towards the future,
a barricade of barbed wire
& distant mountains to climb.
RhymingTherapy—Feb 2021 (my photo of The Glasshouse Mountains) poem inspired by @writerscreedchallenge “hinterland”
Recent views of the Glasshouse Mountains photographed from a different location. Taken with my phone on a very hazy day.
blue brine drifter
trawler of solitary spaces
glides in on a wave
of ultramarine
tentative feathers
teeter on the scales
lured to stillness by
a lingering affinity for green
.
RhymingTherapy—Nov 2023 (my video)
Apathy is the plague in
paradise, watch your step
everything is different now,
wave after wave eroding
the foundations of the past,
when the only way out
is to make a fresh start,
scan the horizon on any
lonely beach at dusk, where
both shadows & silver linings
disappear without a trace &
take comfort in the thought
that neither darkness nor light
were ever destined to last.
RhymingTherapy—January 2021 (my photos Hervey Bay) poem inspired by @Writerscreed challenge “fresh start”
nurturing breathing space
in littoral landscapes
immersed in spontaneous reflections
October’s refuge
from unnatural onslaught
soulcast deep in search of a cure
or—that ever-elusive compromise
sensations immortalised
by the tranquil turquoise waters
of Monet’s pond
.
@RhymingTherapy—October 2023 (digital artwork from my original photos)
