Once a year
on our 9-hour coastal journey south
at Narooma’s Quarterdeck Marina
and the breakfasts of intrepid travellers
and,
if a sudden gust blows in,
fried-egg antimacassars
😀
Nature hides then reveals its beauty
I took this photo at Myall Lakes last year of what appears to be a cicada that’s just emerged from its nymph shell. Unfortunately, the colour balance of the photo isn’t good even with a bit of doctoring but it gives an idea of the contrast between the packaging and its contents.
And the poem below is about the duplicitous side of human nature – (it’s a re-post of one of my earliest on this blog).
Wicked
How witchlike a creature can I be
when the moth at a swipe digs its claws into me
and the blood in my veins cascades to the ground
and the thoughts in my head make no audible sound.
How witchlike a creature do I feel
when a table for two is a cannibals’ meal
and the eggs in the pantry go rotten inside
and the cow in the meadow eats its own hide.
How witchlike a creature do I seem
when the nightmare you chase is my sacred dream
when the pain in your heart is the pleasure in mine
when the warmth that you drink is a poisonous wine.
Everything is not what it seems
The smile on my face is the end to a means.
Special thanks to Gabrielle Bryden for guest-posting me on her blog this week 😀
Change
is always
a possibility
Apartheid Museum – Johannesburg, South Africa
‘The next thing you think, the next action you take will either create possibility for you or it will repeat the past’
Deepak Chopra
I sleep in; you are gone when I wake,
but here in our kitchen,
in the egg in the pan
to be boiled,
the GF bread
already once-toasted,
Vivalto Lungo
in the Nespresso machine (eat your heart out, George),
I find you
It is this that keeps me
these minutiae of love,
all the comfort
I need
These are pics from Mt Kosciuszko – Australia’s highest mountain – taken last Christmas, would you believe, in the middle of our summer.
PS – I’m tired of all the gloom and doom in the world right now and having exorcised, over the last year, a few ghosts that had been hanging around for far too long, I’ll be posting alternative perspectives (if only, on occasion ;-)) via the weekly photo challenge.
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