A summer serenade
under the full
moonlight by the sea.
Poetry | Stories | Photography
A summer serenade
under the full
moonlight by the sea.
Duckies congregate
there’s comfort in their quacking
Waddling and talking

Apathy is a trend.
Once hated, now loved.
Unbelievably believable.
The summer and the winter will pass,
as the good and the bad will pass.
Be like the many flowers in spring
or the colourful trees in autumn.
Wear hope like a cashmere scarf
around your neck to remind you that
we will all return to mossy mud.
Then live your life.

Your love of unimportant things,
the way you hold cutlery at 2 am,
Ice cream and passionfruit eyes.
Your expensive underwear taste,
the wiggling that goes on daily,
kisses after drinking apple juice.
Such love is only a
once in a million love
that I found with you.
Full of something light,
she dances away,
through the night,
floating into the sea.

Rain falls from the sooty clouds
to kiss the desolation we made.
They saw the rain contemptuously,
then they cried when it fell no more.
The clouds call the rain to fall again,
but only for the love of the land.
you come to bed at midnight in pieces
many colours on your vitreous skin move
you might be made of glass in this light
Mookaite skin colours move and change
you caress me as we become colours

a soft lavender field moves in the breeze
a glass of wine for you
a bottle of apple cider for you
a gin and yuzu for you
a bottle of craft beer for you
a sweet way to end a long summer’s day

gazing into the quartz
citrine dreams of old
golden brown sands
bold Pharaohs move
glorious queens shine