Out in deep water — Will peace be a host in center’s refuge? Drowning in deluges salt-bain’s demise Stormy seas of mind’s existence once fished East shifts west where toxicity drifts wild Over-exploited sinks evergreen’s ship Pain circuits grief’s reef— synapses-bleach ghost Dies generation’s molecular earth Pathogen’s waste salivating signpost Electricity zaps cotton-mouth thirst Despair contemplates how to mitigate mess Aquatic dissolves forever death…

Frog courts his candle in the wind — If heaven was a land of nectar gold If earth was an Eve of endless blue meadows How long would love take for cows to come home? How long is forlorn when cream is forgone? Frog plops in son’s…

Devour my coconut sandwich — I’m thinking of my rumble; In my tum, A biscuit with my tea, that I have dunked. A montea-carlo-kermy sandwich yum, Treat so sweet! —ohmm— oh, such sticky fun! You, naughty butter-bikkie, you! Whips a reckless toffee treacle crumb, you melt My jam! Coconut cream between rough sheets Sigh’s mass — my tongue masticates moreish…

Mother and son tune in to healing — For the love of clowns! The genius of clowning is transforming the little everyday annoyances, not only overcoming but transforming them into something strange and terrific… it is the power to extract mirth for millions out of nothing and less than nothing —’Grock’ (Adrien Wettach) This comes to you from my heart and off the…

Interwoven song lines — Mother’s Scarlett Ribbon Infinity’s prayer forbidden & tossed invisible silk, umbilical sage mending a tear of tradition once lost love dresses the hand once wounded in fate When I was a sapling ‘o so little, mum‘s highland gift sung mezzo-soprano — a-satiny-potion magic is promised singing soft kisses — protection…

Nature’s ephemeral ballerina love’s heavenly muse, swirls into memory a hypnotic nostalgia whipped up from oriental sun-bleached-sediment transient mother’s whirligig sifts a cataclysmic shift fanning adrenaline twists as wide mouth reservoirs leap-frog and kiss prenatal Jing skirting sparse between shallow sea tufts and coastal sea grasses, slipper’d arches chase pirouette dreams…

Whisking peaks of peace — Wisdom my lyre-bird rain-forest folds love nature’s dream of cream-time soft deity pops silver-seal crown of bottled-hope purity Snuggle-snug nighty knight reads in faraway lands walls shook worlds crumbled out from the tumbled magician’s sword whirls two angels unfurl

Destiny dreams — Before she met her love — Her life seemed turbulent, As though her very being, Was blown about, Like a little leaf On a cyclonic wind. Life was chaos, Filled with ups, downs, Round and rounds. Then a chance meeting, Rocked her world; Changed her very Existence. She glanced up…

A noisy affair — Psychic in sweet tea My honey what gleans for me? Fate blossoming in thy leaf ahhhhh-choo! Pristine dress white lace You prophetic stain disgrace Floral-change Soiree post haste!