January 19-25 ~ My Poetry in a Nutshell

Collage by Gemma Wiseman
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My Poetry in a Nutshell ~ January 19-25
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19.01.11
Water sand and sky/ Shoreline crammed with sunseekers/ Enjoy rare moments

Tiny character/ Hops around in happy dance/ A wren in motion

Creative white train/ Artistic item for home/ White magic for sale

Cafe by the sea/ Pizza and pasta delights/ Cute and welcoming

Blurred generation/ Gowned mannequins face the snow/ Invisible past
But in the 1600's/ Bold forebears shared adventures/ Famed Three Musketeers

Our cat is due for a vet appointment today!
Cage/ Worming tablet/ Booster injection/ Shave between the paws/ Cage
I'M stressed!!!

20.01.11
Impressive large beak/ Plenty of feathery bulk/ Pelican grandeur

Public rules for dogs/ Beer garden limitations/ I hope dogs can read

Moonlight shadows/ Distilling the heat/ Melting the ragged shapes and
Rough colours of/ Today into/ Yesterday

21.01.11
Tranquil scenery/ A place to enjoy being/ Feel within beauty

Senior and junior/ Sharing a walk together/ A happy moment

Where the ocean rises to greet the sky/ I know she has sailed away/ Peacefully

22.01.11
Rippling reflections/ Enchanting dance of colours/ Like melting moments

Waiting for service/ Cars drain patience and pocket/ Liquid survival

Re-visiting Kitaro/ Re-vitalising the music in my soul

23.01.11
Diamond like shadows/ Sometimes laundries dress quite well/ Thanks to Nature's help

Blues on rolling blues/ Blue shopping by blue sea/ Touch of blue heaven

From a distance/ Earth, sea and sky/ Grow/ Daily dramas/ Numb

24.01.11
Creative milkshake/ Seaside shops enjoy gimmicks/ Leisure atmosphere

Reeled into the vortex of your moment

Your wine
Stilling my
Alternative realities

The simmering
Seering aura of
Your dark beauty
Mischievously
Unwrapping
My secrets

I feel like a goddess
Discovered
Elevated
Elated

Dancing in
The shamanic whirls of your
Exotic cigars

Iced minds
Staring at a
Murky mist of
Shameful questions

Our bridge
Our icon
So far away

Between us a white
Blank
Quagmire

Oasis
Eternal Spring of
Cosmic Energy
where
Moonlight on the
Shimmering Horizon
awakens the
Moondance

Cosmic Love
within the
Fragrance of Nature

in the Beginning
an old
Silk Road
charmed the
Flight of the Spirit

a Mysterious Encounter
with the
Symphony of the Forest
stirred a
Magical Wave
to the
Symphony of Dreams
like a
A Drop of Silence
buoyed on a
Silver Cloud
in
Transit on the Wind

beyond the
Howling Thunder
I felt
Innocent People
on a
Journey to a Fantasy
like a
Glittering Green
Stream of Being
in
Endless Water

ultimate
Mandala
and
Revelation

My Muse is on glorious Safari/ I'm re-shaping our garden

25.01.11
Popular cafe/ Laden with Italian style/ Taste and character

Grey and silver team/ One seems dusky and one shines/ Like paired yin and yang

Old tiny doorway/ Windowless and tightly closed/ Questions and secrets

Pink clouds model quiet beauty/ Brash greys intent on different strokes
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January 12-18 ~ My Poetry in a Nutshell

Collage by Gemma Wiseman
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My Poetry in a Nutshell ~ January 12-18, 2011
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12.01.11
Your world is water/ Like a rushing wild demon/ Nature's moods unleashed
But we offer sails/ Our belief and hope in you/ From us - Namaste

Tiny wee muppet/ Beautiful but loud warbling/ Character on wings

Blue darkness at dawn/ White swirling afternoon mists/ A twisted summer

Twitter and Facebook/ Like underground flood rescue/ New wave connections

13.01.11
Some puzzles and games/ Some educational toys/ Stimulate children

Brave tugboat and pier/ Like David and Goliath/ Concrete miracle

14.01.11
Summer morning moods/ Rainy face breathes herbal scents/ Shifting watching eyes

Small angel watches/ Curious kookaburra/ A magic moment

Grey and earth patterns/ Some trees love new characters/ Gowns for each season

Designer shadows/ Reality's calling card/ Interpretations

15.01.11
Just a paddling duck/ Weaving a magical scene/ Like swimming in clouds

Misty skeletons/ A soft fire cleansing the earths/ Eerie persuasion

Worlds riddled with mud/ Floodplains of catastrophe/ Streets crammed with heartbeats

Low woomp of grilled speed/ Colours pressed into action/ Umbrella duty

16.01.11
Crop of leaf shadows/ Secret remnants of sunshine/ Harvest of summer

Shadows and sunlight/ Whispers of falling rainbows/ Like a sweet dreamscape

Soul strings in the sky/ Abandon conformist shoes/ Flying welled secrets
I give my lyrics/ Reaching for yours on the winds/ Our music always

Carnival insomnia/ Sharp tinkle of carousels/ Wind up and wind out
Bright musical lights/ How I remember them/ Shambles in flashback

Creativity/ Limited by stale thoughts/ Re-invent the slate

17.01.11
Bright sunny image/ Always a smiling garden/ Welcome alien

Orange means summer/ Like a heated glowing light/ Bold and beautiful

Shadow connections
Smoothing corrugated worlds
Our secret mural

Our different shoes
Prime points in a pyramid
A frame for our souls

Facing each other
Shaping lone spaces with love
As one in blue jeans

Uncool in Samurai cultures! Damned art career!
My decorative, unique shield finally looked like a fancy golf umbrella.
A cartoonist? Hmmm

Motorised rolling by the sea may look like disabled exercise,
But the dog trotting alongside may offer a different version.

18.01.11
Cool summer beach scenes/ Like gentle drifting magic/ Strange quiet spaces

Like delicate bells/ Waiting to ring in summer/ Soft sounds of silence

Waiting for a romantic evening spin/ Two kookaburras on a clothes line

January 6-11, 2011 ~ My Poetry in a Nutshell

Collage by Gemma Wiseman
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My Poetry in a Nutshell ~ January 6-11, 2011
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6.01.11
An unknown rich face/ Character etched with vision/ Threads of yesterday

7.01.11
Down a winding path/ Treasure in a sea of greens/ Nature's sweet secret

Summer carnival/ Holiday games and fun rides/ Colourful puree

Summer and water/ Crowds are drawn to gleaming sands/ Holiday spirit

A routine of highs and lows/ Caged circle of freedom/ Daily drudge/ Becomes/
A thrill on/ The ferris wheel

8.01.11
Marina beauty/ Gentle serene water worlds/ Sweet secret haven

Chords and harmonies/ Vibrant sounds of summer beats/ Heated holidays

Distant city view/ Pale mysterious mural/ Geometric art

Running/ Barefoot/ On a fresh freeway
Salt scents/ The rain of sun
Seeking new moccasins

9.01.11
Strolling summer sands/ Enjoying the rain of sun/ My shadow and I

Enjoying the beach/ Like living in private worlds/ Faces of summer

Belief in new life/ Celestial destiny/ Joy in abundance
Belief in new hope/ Celestial abundance/ Inner destiny

For every downfall of an Empire/ For every Dark Age/ For every Holocaust
For every curse of poverty/ Flood/ Drought/ Starvation
For every onslaught of/ Greed
Lust/ Manic madness
For every loss of a child
For every dark night/ There's a brighter day
Somewhere/ For some one

Candle magic/ Longings/ Romance/ Golden memories/ All dancing in
One/ Tiny/ Flame

10.01.11
Yellow parachute/ Like a flying umbrella/ Sail led by sailing

I know You are there...

Reaching into unfiltered sands
Like a shipping channel
Chartered
But with seasonal warnings attached...

Offering me an umbrella
Sometimes...
Convertible for
The chance of rain
Or sun...
But not so good on those
Blustery
Windy days...

Yet always
I know You are there...

I feel like a pioneer...
Some days
Bumping along in a home-made wagon...
Other days
Cast adrift
Alone
In a dinghy...

Glare
Grit
Frost
Scorching sun
The hollow pain of aching for
Holistic food...

And all the while I know
I am committed
To walk
Ride or sail or drive
Maybe run
Maybe fly
Onwards...

I know You are there
Going somewhere...
For I taste the scents of questions
Sweet eagerness
Spicey concern
And ultimately know...

Nothing...

I dream of Your precious chalice
Always waiting for my celebratory wine to pour
And fill...
(Sometimes
You tease me with
A brief whiff...)
Exclusive vintage from
My watery, limpid tomorrows
Magically turned into the wine of memories...

But I do understand just one thing...
I need to tread the grapes
In naked feet
Before
My yellow brick road
Rises
To meet me

A boutique township/ Bubbling with colour and sights/ Waiting by the sea

Never build on unstable ground/ So we are told/ But some choose
Shifting earths as/ A place to grow/ Creatively

11.01.11
Wizard Wells magic/ Legend in wine storage art/ Unique promotion

Fickle social seas/ Restrictions surf around us/ Just keep floating on

Queensland flood crisis/ Like realities melting/ Kaleidoscopic

January 1-5, 2011 ~ My Poetry in a Nutshell

Collage by Gemma Wiseman
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My Poetry in a Nutshell ~ January 1-5, 2011
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1.1.11
Strange watery depths / Dark shapes and mystical tones / Libran reflections

New and a deep green / Unpretentious small mailbox / Shining New Year hope

Like a silver spray / Like a bouquet of water / Enchanting fountain

New white wings / Champion / Old dark tangled secrets and lines

Bright light of summer / Cool sapphire skies and waters / A New Year begins

2.01.11
A mural of tiles / Colours arranged in patterns / Shadows cast contrasts

Unexpected scene / Flowers flooded with summer / A child in clear light

New colours of summer /New life casts new shadows

Oriental shades / Translucent veiled yesterdays / Secretive romance

3.01.11
Buttery lemon / Waves of beautiful petals / Sweet rose perfection

Beginning to grow / Finding personal colours / Finding unique space
Beginning to be / Like peeking over a fence / Hesitant wonder

Gardening is such an earthy tournament/ Thorns and mud/ Trophies

4.01.11
Sharing summer fruits/ A child meets Nature's wonders/ Lifetime memory

One small character/ Slides like a symbol of one/ Intriguing life form

A child longed to see what the old man saw/ But discovered more

5.01.11
Magical garden/ A place to be enchanted/ Dream some dreams awhile

Rainbow lorikeets/ Bold scavengers of fruit trees/ Love shaded secrets

Unique 3D maze/ Swirling neonic colours/ Dream delirium

Soft skies of summer/ Whispers of glistening hours/ Romance of morning

Fireworks in Sydney on New Year's Eve/ Like watching a fizzy rainbow connection

Smudge plausible worlds/ Greed will taint beauty/ Sour dreams willingly