Hell's Gates

I am back in Australia
for a few weeks
attending to chores...
it is wintry
but a good walk today
warmed me up...




Hell's Gates

My walk around the headland

each afternoon

takes me out to Hell's Gates

Here my friend says 

she has seen turtles

I think she confuses the black rocks

beneath the water

for turtle shells...

But wait

is that middle rock moving

Yes it is...

These turtles are Loggerheads

of which there are only 500 nesting females

in Australia

But here comes a set

of huge rolling waves

that crash through Hell's Gates

right up to the abyss

and another wave

rushes in

swirling the sand

and any little turtles

as I walk back

towards the shelter of the bay

The skies redden

and make me think

that on leaving Hell's Gates

I am passing through
Heaven's portals

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The Little Things

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When I leave for my walk

I am never sure of what I will see

It is always a little exciting

like unwrapping a present

Today my walk was full

of little things
the teensy wee flowers
no bigger than your pencil rubber

the simple
and the common place

 the miniature
wildflowers
hidden in the grasses

and the weeds

the bright
golden

and the waxy beautiful

and then I found this leaf
for my dear friend Wanda

and noticed the vine of hearts
which made me think
of all my warm hearted blogging friends
entwined as we are
hearts on a vine

a fellow walker
was looking behind me
and so I turned
look
do you see

lets stand here
a minute or two
and watch

I wanted to call to him
a thank you
but he was gone

Frog song began early today
and I realise
that I have been on this track
for over an hour and a half already

The great God Ra
likes to slip away early these days
at 5.30pm he is dropping
below the hinterland ranges
bidding the day farewell

And his golden chariot
begins it's journey
northwards across the ocean

He has eight hours to sail the skies
and arrive in time
to wake Cloudia at 5.30am
in Hawaii at breakfast
then on he goes to Dan, Meri Rosaria and Reya
Steven Barry Bonnie and Wanda
and finally crossing the
great stretch of land
saluting you all in between
and then he nods his head
to Jennifer
on the far eastern shore
and with him he brings the day
I have just enjoyed

Meanwhile I shall bid you adieu
pick up my step
and skedaddle home
to make dinner
and savour the last few hours
of my day

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Skies

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Skies

Leopard Tree Sky

Here is the deepest secret
nobody knows

Eucalyptus Sky




here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud

Bougainvillea Sky




and the sky
of the sky

Fig Tree Sky




of a tree called life
which grows








Poinciana Tree Sky




higher than the soul can hope
or mind can hide

Jacaranda Tree Sky

and this is the wonder

Hurricane Palm Sky

that's keeping the stars apart

Gum Nut Sky

By ee cummings







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