Lukewarm Winter rays breach each
Burgeoning towering cumuli
Dazzle dancing upon crossed wakes
Happiness bubbles within
Bouncing homeward
Upon the Brisbane River
Yearning to hold fast
This fleeting joie de vivre
Undaunted by chilling
Eurus whipping the deck
Of the catamaran
Icy spray hitting my face
Coming about gathering speed
As Brett’s Wharf comes into view
Queensland slightly relaxed isolation rules at the weekend. We took to the river, rather than the road. We felt spoilt, a CityCat ferry ride, a walk along the boardwalk in the Autumn sunshine, followed by a picnic in the Botanical Gardens.
The afternoon light, playing on the dome of Customs House, caught my eye.
Delicious drops of dew glisten in the
Cool light of dawn, slowly, slowly, dripping
From leaf from bud from twig. Clouds speed above,
Drizzle foreshadows a downpour, to drench
Landscape wide. Streams and brooks rush, swell, rise, run
Into rivers, flooding deltas, breaking
Free, flowing out to sea to oceans deep.
Dive into life giving blue, cleanse body
And spirit, swim west to sway with undines fair.
Grasp the chalice of aitch two oh. Deeply
Drink to link with Druids of old and new.
Oft’ used for scrying by many a seer
to reflect and look from seen to unseen.
More precious than diamonds, worth guarding well!
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
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