Another day for Squares.
As the theme this month is Up, I’m going back to a visit to Prom Country Cheese located in South Gippsland.
I do love their cheese, so I’m very happy to share the photos of their lovely part of the world.
Farm Visit
Sailing to You
To sail my ship on your churning waves,
feeling the turbulence of your will, the struggles.
Weathering the storms to enter your port,
sailing wildly into your heart to never sail again.
Square Up: Melbourne Winter Blue and Grey
I often let the words speak for themselves. However, I do enjoy a bit of amateur photography now and then.
I found Squares, which gives me the ability to share some of my random photos.
The theme this month is Up.
I took two photos on two different days, standing at the corner of Collins Street and King Street in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. The year was 2019, and this was the last time I saw a Winter in Melbourne due to Covid-19.
I look forward to seeing another Winter in Melbourne in 2021.
The Sea, You & Me
A full moon illuminates the bioluminescent sea;
calm before the waves were wild and free.
We jump into a dingy and take a tour of the sea,
to see how the light shines just for you and me.
A jellyfish dances below us in the luminous sea,
then you make a funny face, and you laugh at me.
We set a path for the shore as we admire the sea,
you and I silent thinking of the ring you gave me.
Your Kitchen
Sunlight moves in to shine a ray of
heated light through the window.
Sitting at your table, thinking about
how you used to stand, talk, smile.
A bowl of fruit on the table matches
the fruit pattern on the sink tiles.
A nook where you stood and made
a cuppa while we talked about life.
Sitting in your kitchen thinking about
all these moments we didn’t cherish.
Sunlight starts moving away from the table
as the sunset turns the sky pink and grey.
Seawater
Living in the middle of nowhere can feel like a lonely place to be.
He sits at the table dreaming of the sea, as odd noises are coming from the upstairs bathroom.
Curious, he runs up to see the bathtub has overflowed seawater onto his favourite tiles.
A Poetess
She is a poetess:
Making moonbeams where there is no light,
Turning the ocean into the sea, the light,
Moving the forest from the day to the night,
Thinking about the wonder of the night,
Moulding words to speak for the good fight,
Trampling on convention, shining bright.
Last Farewell
A kiss on the forehead,
I know you’ll miss me.
A hug for so long,
I know I’ll miss you.
A way of saying everything,
yet saying nothing at all.
I long for you to tell me you’ll
be home for good, always.
A wild heart who loves the sea,
probably even more than you love me.
I know your heart isn’t perfect,
yet my heart’s the same,
pumping seawater.
A call came when it was all dark;
they called to say you had gone today.
I know deep down the sea would take you,
yet I never thought I’d have to say Pahimakas
so soon.
Caramel Fudge
Several city dwellers
kayak along a mysterious river
of rocks and wild things.
They spot a village, and
smell sweets on the breeze
like perfume to their city noses.
Floating on the sweet scent
of something so sensual and seductive,
one by one, they move towards the bank of the river.
Seduced by the smell, in single file,
they arrive at the entrance of the sweets shop
filled with naughty dimpled children fizzing about on high.
Frightened and perplexed,
yet seduced and hungry, they persist through
the beasts to reach the source of their longing.
Salty and sweet, sour and smooth,
this is the window to their longing:
they found the magical fudge made by Mrs B.
The New Year
Silently waiting.
Contemplating the
ramifications
of celebrating too loudly.
Last year was a mess,
this year
we hope for the best.
Not game to celebrate
too loudly,
lest we jinx the coming year.
C & K 