Jenny Fraser, NZ

 

 

Free Verse   where are you lover   here am i in ebb and flow, this ocean lapping in resonance, boom & crash gurgle & whoosh       that peak in flow, the shhhhhh & ahhhhhh of movement replete in ripples & rhythms in myriad currents carving shadow and light, sand patterns briefly in contours of rock pools marks of embrace tracks of the surging in soft scent perfuming along the shoreline salt and sea life melting, still warm in white-creamy foam bubbling and spreading through clear aqua rising in waves shadowed dark, catching the light     Rockies by Road Bike   Last snow on summit slabs of granite in gorge glacial fed creek in torrential flow wild flowers edge racing shadows bodies hug …speeding bike and the scent of pine on the wind epic day in the Rockies pillion passenger at last riding out old fears And still feel the magic pulsing my body and in my heart the mountain’s touch fills empty spaces road bike in fresh air nature’s presence breathing my blood     Egg Spinner   Sally of The Cypress Tree asks, ‘where do you get inspiration?’ Inspiration... a river reaching back reaching forward in time, out of time timeless seeds from the dead from the unborn from the void blowing on strands whispers from infinity linking, interlacing webbing settling eggs ... to fertilize & incubate over winter ‘but she has no eggs’ but ah, she is timeless an egg spinner a seed atom part of the unmade her eggs …ideas her ideas…eggs