untitled, crux

sound prisms starry rooftops
how far the rings are






ring-ingg






crash meteor miss(ing) fire.








dust to life, too high for sleep.




the stars visit me where you do not
and i'm not holding on this time.





moth specks dances with night
caroling to your cashew eyes
















*
don't forget to wake
on the sunrise






out of rubble
ghost liftings
semi shy, quiet enough, kingfishers poetry






nebula expansion like a kicking stomach





clear logic
butterfly universe




love on a whim.




or deep, deep, knowings.





and i'm still..
learning how not to disappear in your arms.

Reviews

[Neville]

Phew, words such as these just need to be read, re-read again and again and thereafter savoured...Another nice one from my fave poet down under.... AGT's N

[caesarkreshen]

for the most part this is really good. This review is a forbidden pleasure. I hope that it sticks.