Rocks and ocean

Your rocks line the shore, Strong, solid, dependable; Standing tall through aeons, Offering your protection To the lonely wanderer, With dark secrets hidden Amongst the cool shadows Of your mysterious caves. I am the restless ocean, Crashing against your shore, Inexorably eroding your rocks, Bringing you gifts from my depths, Seaweed, kelp, a castaway’s body,…

A lover’s knot

A gentle knight, to win a lady’s hand, Made his bid, boldly took a stand. His sword once wielded fiercely in the darkness, Succumbed to his lady’s touch of softness. Instead of giving counsel to his king, The sweet smell of arousal enchanted him. While outside a battle raged on through the night, His mind…

Patience

1 Shivering with cold on my morning walk in a Canberra fog. 2 It is less than a week until my birthday; another diary page; the magic of words, that voice in my head, soundtrack to my footsteps. 3 Yesterday it was dark, eyes staring at nothing but the morning silence; tomorrow will be better,…

Real men

It is still dark when the utes rush by, Each one going faster than the other, Fuelled by diesel and testosterone; Cigarettes glowing red, lighting eyes In a cabin full of yesterday’s smoke. It’s too cold this morning for the dog, Huddled at the back of the tray, Empty stubbies, plumbing tools; Arms hunched over…

Seduction

Seduction, emotional pleasure, violins playing our song; foreign bodies, soft and silky, tangled in chaotic blankets, screaming out your name – before jealousy, the child of love: insecure emotions rule promises, seeking love, seduction of the spirit; what did you feel when we kissed? were you waiting for just that moment? when parted lips touch,…

Book review – The Women’s Pages by Debra Adelaide

I thoroughly enjoyed this book and thought it was cleverly constructed, intertwining the story of the main character, Dove, with the novel she herself was trying to write. At first I must admit I found this confusing and a little hard to keep track of which character was real and which was fiction. About halfway…

Romeo and Juliette

Kate was leant against the wall, one foot raised and resting on the wall so that her bent knee pushed toward Ben. He tried not to look, even though he knew it was there, because then she would know. Kate watched his eyes and smiled because she knew what he was thinking. She saw the…