mindscapes

turning to find an empty space          where only your words once haunted the void between us and the warm stillness of your body comforted the night under resting angel wings folded over me    your voice silent now      your heartbeat just an echo in my ear     a remembrance of a kiss lost in the foggy ruins of memory       abandoned     out of reach       blown asunder      evaporated      bleached by the blinding light of morning as I hide from the siren screech that hurtles down through time and breaks the back of all that was once worth living for        but you are gone now and forgetting is harder than living as the sun burns through a paper sky                 a celluloid distraction crackling this humid mindscape              birth                  renewal finding our way in a new daylight of dreams.

The Cherry Venture Adventure

rusted ribs resist the salvage attempts
prefer instead the salted licks of coral seas
a battered sand blown year long deterioration
rivet by rivet    sand fly bitten
the tourists come    snap    gawp    marvel
climb aboard Jonahs on three night camp outs
four by four they land cruise up coloured sands
utes    jeeps    barbecued fleets of sun kissed cheeks
name one amazing thing you’ve done
and then move on.

CV7

Looking back I was lucky to stumble upon my Cherry Venture Queensland adventure for she is sadly no more. Finally broken by wind and wave she relented to the salvage man’s cutting gear and only the buried hull remains. But she has her own Wikipedia tribute page:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_Venture

and for some downright Down Under weirdness you surely cannot beat this – six months in a leaky boat haha: