From the hush of overcast skies,
Dancing droplets are making their move.
With cloud overhead, only soft light applies,
And why the aqueduct's colourless― I assume?
Dancing droplets are making their move.
With cloud overhead, only soft light applies,
And why the aqueduct's colourless― I assume?
Each ripple in wet sand tells a tale,
Driftwood is silent sentinel of the sea.
Tides returning to the sea set sail,
Lapping, splashing secrets to me.
Driftwood is silent sentinel of the sea.
Tides returning to the sea set sail,
Lapping, splashing secrets to me.
Let the waves sing their ancient song,
In this twilight sanctuary a heart can find ease.
The driftwood weaves moments so strong,
Whispering secrets along with the breeze.
In this twilight sanctuary a heart can find ease.
The driftwood weaves moments so strong,
Whispering secrets along with the breeze.
Curly silver fur and textured bark,
A fallen tree, a bridge in another realm.
Dark eyes that mirror the shadows stark,
Paw prints leading up to a sacred helm.
A fallen tree, a bridge in another realm.
Dark eyes that mirror the shadows stark,
Paw prints leading up to a sacred helm.
A forest of sanctuary secrets reside,
Twistings blend in with caught-up weeds.
Attaching to whatever sticks out after tide.
Anything and everything, coils, interweaves.
Twistings blend in with caught-up weeds.
Attaching to whatever sticks out after tide.
Anything and everything, coils, interweaves.
I wander where the driftwoods lie,
For ev’ry grain and ev’ry stone.
I ponder on life beneath the sky,
How it all tells a tale of its own.
For ev’ry grain and ev’ry stone.
I ponder on life beneath the sky,
How it all tells a tale of its own.
Sailing high in an endless blue sky,
Cockatoos fly about in the breeze,
They screech and squawk from way up high,
Celebrating freedom from anywhere they please.
Cockatoos fly about in the breeze,
They screech and squawk from way up high,
Celebrating freedom from anywhere they please.
A tale is etched upon the water’s surface,
Blown in by the wind it's assumed.
And so it remains—a solitary silhouette,
A ghost ship aground in solitude.
Blown in by the wind it's assumed.
And so it remains—a solitary silhouette,
A ghost ship aground in solitude.
Burleigh Headland at twilight's hour,
Pink clouds bloom from the sky above.
Where the sun dips low, with the moon in power,
Gentle waves whispering the sounds of love.
Pink clouds bloom from the sky above.
Where the sun dips low, with the moon in power,
Gentle waves whispering the sounds of love.
The DJ's beat turned to a lunar sway,
Bar signs were flooded by a huge moon so bright.
Members stopped dancing― happy to gaze away,
Toasting with cocktails beneath the moonlight.
Bar signs were flooded by a huge moon so bright.
Members stopped dancing― happy to gaze away,
Toasting with cocktails beneath the moonlight.
The full moon offers a brilliant silver glow,
Radiating across sand in shimmering white.
The waves are constant, many more to follow,
At peace on the sand― such a restful night.
Radiating across sand in shimmering white.
The waves are constant, many more to follow,
At peace on the sand― such a restful night.
“Ever misplaced your car keys, lost in the deep?
You search the bottom, upside down and away,
A hasty dive to retrieve them makes you flip and sweep.
An unusual sight in a most undignified way.”
You search the bottom, upside down and away,
A hasty dive to retrieve them makes you flip and sweep.
An unusual sight in a most undignified way.”
For the best flavour, so fresh and true.
Is the beet, a root so red and bold,
From earth it springs, what's next to do?
How it’s cooked and pickled will unfold.
Is the beet, a root so red and bold,
From earth it springs, what's next to do?
How it’s cooked and pickled will unfold.
Emma looks back, to see colours dance,
Such mystique, she howls with delight.
This puppy is lured by nature's romance,
Lots of tail wags as day turns to night.
Such mystique, she howls with delight.
This puppy is lured by nature's romance,
Lots of tail wags as day turns to night.
Furry friend, Emma, rides a Kayak― it’s true,
Waves rock with a soft soothing sound.
With the sun setting it paints a vibrant hue,
As well as woofies and tail wags all ‘round.
Waves rock with a soft soothing sound.
With the sun setting it paints a vibrant hue,
As well as woofies and tail wags all ‘round.
This whimsical vision so surreal exploded,
Main Beach offered a mega moonlight dome.
Trailing from above, Scotch whisky soared,
Thank goodness I was tucked in at home.
Main Beach offered a mega moonlight dome.
Trailing from above, Scotch whisky soared,
Thank goodness I was tucked in at home.
Surfers sliced into liquid glass,
The horizon stretched out pink and blue,
Voices were echoing as they rode each pass.
For that moment, time stood still― it's true.
The horizon stretched out pink and blue,
Voices were echoing as they rode each pass.
For that moment, time stood still― it's true.
