martin-challisWhisper

Australian
Sea ChangeIn the quiet of an afternoon sea-change / we stand at the doorway, neither of us making the decision to leave or enter. / We’ve been at this for years now,
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Jan 10
ReflectionHad I been kinder / She thought of her love / Long passed
18
Mar 9, 2018
To the Endshe said / of his passing / 'You know
20
Feb 19, 2018
At Evening’s FallOur words were mesmerised, unable at / each attempt to describe the end of day / the sun took its story - the spectacle of hues and ribbons between gold fire and greyblack crimsons - beyond Wolumbin - reclining grandmother - crag head facing skyward - omniscient - pausing inbreath grandeur
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Jan 30, 2018
Clear Skies Are Often ColdestClear skies are often coldest, / Tempests' temper seems subdued. / Sunlight skims the tiles of rooftops,
@RWRutledge20
Jan 20, 2018
On Funiular StairsI climbed down through coastal scrub / Sandstone nub and turkey scratch, / Purposefully counted into the hundreds
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Jan 20, 2018
Waylaid HeartsCome as the silence of night, / to soothe waylaid hearts. / Let them hear...
@ryn18
Jan 20, 2018
Mother’s StoriesRarely as I recall, in truth, / Did she speak expansively of herself / Or tell us stories of her young adventure
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Jan 15, 2018
After ImmersionYou have outstretched arms / You are on the beach / You are receiving the towel
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Jan 13, 2018
Firmamentin the sea / of night / each star
21
Jan 9, 2018
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