The Other Hemisphere

 

July 2012

 

As we drove we saw the sky with many clouds

And the earth with many trees

The earth is reachable

And the sky is not

But still the sky is here

Telling us the unreachable is near

And above the trees which we may go near and touch

Another world is as real

And a much a part of life as it

The other half

The other hemisphere

 

 

 Haiku

 

I am that I am

And will be what I will be

God said to Moses

 

To the east darkness

As far away as the moon

The sun’s hidden face

 

In the east

A day that we knew

Is now night

 

White sails

Under a bridge –

Blue waves

 

As day ends

The black night

Sends stars

 

A winter

Dawn – the last stars are

Shivering

 

Winter clouds –

The sphere of a

Dandelion

 

A bonfire

In winter – consuming

The night

 

Surrounding

Australia are

White oceans

 

Clouds remind

Us of places we

Cannot go

 

Dry and wet

Cycles – a river

Bed of sky

 

The sun crossed

By clouds – the

Moment we die

 

My eyes –

A window to

Two worlds

 

Little daisy

Copying your mother

The sun

 

Travelling

Bee from flower to

Flower

 

Tiniest

Face – the face of a

Flower

 

Bird in the

Blue – it swims in the

High waters

 

Tell me the

Name of the sun – its

Burning me

 

Near to us

Four light years away –

Our neighbour

 

A garden –

Host to our outside

Under sky

 

Today or

Tomorrow – the end

Of the world

 

Light in the

Clouds wind in the trees –

Passing by

 

An ant lifts

The heaviest load –

The bee flies

 

Fifty years

Since my birth – a half

Million hours

 

A ticking

Clock – a day ticks on

The sky’s wall

 

On New Year’s

Day – a pebble thrown

Into water

 

Sleeping bear –

Where has your winter

Gone

 

Lion in

Your den – your children

Are hungry

 

Platypus –

Eyes cannot help you

In water

 

Universe

How large you are –

Reality

 

Universe

Contained in a tear

On your cheek

 

A ship in

The mist – the sun on

A grey day

 

The candles

Were lit on the cake –

Shining days

 

My brother

Searches for frogs – a

River hides

 

A mind can

Contain many worlds – each

A bubble

 

Do words last

Forever – carrying

Life with them

 

Hospitable –

Words to each

Generation

 

Singing bird –

How sweet the sky is

Above you

 

A bird flies

Across nothing to

Reach a branch

 

Sun

Take your clouds

Off

 

Dignity

Dark notes of a cello

In flight

 

Your new face

Looking at me in

The morning

 

Your new face

Sleeping upon your

Mother’s breast

 

Afternoon

Hour – the sun starts its

Slow descent

 

The milky

Way – the flight of white

Cockatoos

 

The milky

Way – summer field of

Carnations

 

The milky

Way – waves breaking

On the sand

 

Poetry –

Patterns on sand washed

By the waves

 

Birdsong as

Afternoon ends –

Echoing dawn

 

Symmetry

Of day – the light and

The darkness

 

Transfigured

Clouds – the gift of a

Winter day

 

My blue coat –

Warmer than the blue

Winter sky

 

Tadpole in

The pond – little tail

Full of life

 

After the

Rainstorm – tadpoles found

In a ditch

 

Silver light –

The moon come into

Flower

 

Heavy heart –

The day lost its way

As night fell

 

A womb of

Stars – forgotten

Beginnings

 

She makes her

Music as day is

Completed

 

Time to cook

Dinner – the first star

Is shining

 

How many

Songs – the stars are there

Answering

 

My children

Are older – soon children’s

Children

 

Weaving words –

A net for catching

Fish in

 

Soon a lonely grave

On a hillside – a Sabbath

Of darkness then dawn

 

In the west

A day yet to be

Awaits us

 

Drops of sunshine

Fall on my face

And body

 

Hear that sound –

Nine moons and now a

Baby cries

 

Why does it

Affect us – beautiful

Music

 

Beautiful

Sky never dies like

We do

 

Carried high

On a swell – ocean

Surrounds me

 

Crashing wave –

Night breaking over

Day

 

City of lights seen

From the air – cities of light

Seen from below – stars

 

A ghostly

Ship seen from afar –

The moon

 

Cockatoos

Flying into the sun –

Dancing flames

 

Stone into

Water death into

Life

 

Arrow shot

To the sky landing

On earth – man

 

A ball of

String unwinding –

Life’s passing

 

The rain’s path –

It finds a way to

Us here

 

Our path

From here to the

Rain

 

Give me a

Gold coin – your dowry

Says night

 

Bonfire in

Late afternoon – my

Childhood home

 

Rain at rest –

A dewdrop on a

Flower

 

The sea in

The sky – a storm is

Breaking

 

Lightning –

Stray arrows from a

Distant war

 

Lightning –

Shooting star too close

For comfort

 

Lightening –

The heat of battle

Driven home

 

A twig is

My boat in a race

After rain

 

The sky is

Still heavy – the river

Runs high

 

Kosciusko –

White mountain among

Clouds

 

My son walks

Beside me – a mountain

Beyond

 

Summer sun

Cooled by the mountain

We walk on

 

Night falls –

We walk on a path

That’s not seen

 

The snow falls –

Time passing by with

No footprint

 

Cicadas

Hide from us in the

Green treetops

 

Cicadas –

Heard everywhere but

Nowhere seen

 

A white mist

Has swallowed the world

In one gulp

 

Bellbirds sing

In the valley – stars

Shining near

 

A bush burns

The morning and night –

Moses hear

 

I am that I am

And will be what I will be

God says to Moses

 

To the east darkness

As far away as the moon

The sun’s hidden face

 

A lonely

Grave on a hillside

And then dawn

 

Star gowned

You enter the gates

Of morning

 

Light on floor –

Shadows adjusting

Their black hair

 

A dance of

Shadows – the garden

In our room

 

Sun and earth

In Pas de Deux – a

Shadow’s dance

 

Rain clouds come –

Bird’s sweetness mellowed

By darkness

 

Chirping calls –

Shadows leave as the

Rain clouds come

 

The sound of

Day moves through cycles –

Hear the rain

 

Falling leaves

In heavy rain – birds

Warned you

 

The road shines –

The sky has come down

To visit

 

The sun goes –

But brightness is here

On the road

 

They keep on

Singing accompanied

By the rain

 

Rain has left

To visit neighbours

In mountains

 

The blue sky

Has not gone – look it

Is looking

 

Dripping leaves

Patiently taking

The sky’s moods

 

In my house

In my tomb – nature

Still the same

 

Rain on leaf

In ground in the sky –

Always rain

 

Blue in sea

In sky in eyes –

The same blue

 

I wait for

You here in my house

After rain

 

The road has

Turned blue – rain helps

Sky stay near

 

Hovering

Gums – how beautiful

Near the sky

 

White gum trunk –

One side caressed

By sunshine

 

Now darker

Rain falls – the grey sky

Come near us

 

Is the grass

Happy this rainy

Afternoon

 

Bread was there

On a table blessed –

And they saw

 

As light fades

Other light released

Shines within

 

Who needs day –

A warm house and friends

Await us

 

Why fear night –

Sun blessed trees for fire

And shelter

 

Last stillness –

As day waits for night

To enter

 

A ship comes

Waiting at the heads

To enter

 

O earth full

Of wonder and love

And longing

 

Warm home

Stars are outside – we

Soon will sleep

 

To be a

River on its way

To its home

 

Days measure

Time better than clocks –

But slower

 

The moon comes

And goes – we barely

Notice it

 

How many

Stars did you see last

Evening

 

A bell rings –

Someone is being

Farewelled

 

Dripping leaves

Patiently taking

The sky’s moods

 

Silence now –

Dreams wait for us on

Our pillow

 

Light suits a

Room when it is dark –

Until sleep

 

Five fingers

Wiggling on a hand –

Little fish

 

Today – soon

Replaced by another

Today

 

Follow the

Seagulls – they follow

The children

 

The ferry

Is deep in the sea –

It’s aging

 

My parents

Sit by the window

Lit by sky

 

Two thousand

Years – yesterday – a

Burning cross

 

Tomorrow –

The new heavens and

The new earth

 

This day in

Paradise – a thief

Enters in

 

Blue harbour –

In many dreams since

I was young

 

Layers of

Dreams – folds of a bride’s

Flowing veil

 

Memory

Often sleeps – we dream

All alone

 

At the sea’s

Bottom are many

Strange creatures

 

Waves wash at

Night – no memory

By morning

 

We wake up –

The ship has moved

In the night

 

The dark side

Of the moon – our life

Spent in sleep

 

A house with

Curtains closed – what is

Their life like

 

The night has

The stars and the

Moon – our dreams

 

Cloudy night

With no stars – the best

Night of sleep

 

We sleep – the

Earth circles the sun –

Peaceful ship

 

What of tomorrow –

New lands to be

Seen

 

A grey tree

A grey sky behind –

A rainbow

 

Shadows on

The steps – morning is

Visiting

 

First light on

A wall – when will I

Feel it

 

Shadows in

Wind – the air become

Visible

 

Flickering

Shadows – fast as a

Bird flying

 

My breath –

A cloud in

Winter

 

Frost

Winter

Here

 

Eye

Can see

Sky

 

Heart

Feeling’s

Home

 

Hand

Cities

Build

 

Mind

Flies so

Near

 

Mouth

My life

Speaks

 

I

Alone

Am

 

We

Shall be

Three

 

God

Is is

God

 

Joy

Every

Where

 

The day is

Awake – it has opened

Its eyes

 

Night

Shall sleep till the sun

Returns

 

Day

Breathes – shadows

Move

 

The finest

Rain on my face – the

Size of sky

 

Wandering

Leaf – have you no home

Any more

 

A million

Dots of rain on a

Meadow – gifts

 

A bird flies

Above me where no

One can walk

 

On the grass

Shadow sits beside

Sunshine

 

Bright mountain

Range seen through the rain –

Only clouds

 

Winter’s pale

Blue – the parting glance

Of a day

 

Today is

Yesterday

Tomorrow

 

Day will be

Night before it is

Day again

 

Night –

Day

Blinking

 

Day –

Night

Dreaming

 

Clouds –

Eyelids of

The sun

 

Sun –

Conscience of

The clouds

 

Stars –

Thoughts of

Night

 

Sun –

The heart of

The day

 

The earth is

The body – the sky is

The spirit

 

The Bible

Contains words – the night

Contains stars

 

Night –

A day

Dissembled

 

Day –

A night come to

Its senses

 

Two hands that

Hold all of life – the

Day and night

 

Hands outstretched

In an infinity

Of galaxies

 

My face in

Clouds – my greying hair

And my beard

 

Drops of rain

Outside – the heartbeat

Of life

 

We circle

The sun and the sun

Circles us

 

Minute and

Second hands – the days

And the years

 

The moon comes

And goes and comes – is

It a wave

 

What of the

Life in the grass we

Don’t mention

 

I talk to

You you talk to me –

And between…

 

I talk to you and

You talk to me – between us

The space a bird flies

 

A river

As it falls from a

Waterfall

 

A river

The moment it leaves

River to fall

 

River as

It enters river

Underneath

 

River the

Moment it enters

The river

 

The mist

That surrounds the fall

Of water

 

The mist

Rising from river

To river

 

The sound of

Water falling all

Around

 

The sound of

Nature silenced by

Water falling

 

I close my

Eyes to see other

Things than these

 

I open

Them to see the world

As it is

 

Can one eye

Be closed and one eye

Be open

 

Water poured

Is still water when

It is poured

 

The jug is

Empty after water

Is poured

 

The jug when

It pours is being

A jug

 

The water

Pouring is being

Water

 

Empty and full the

Jug is a jug – pouring and

Poured the water is

 

A leaf has

No time to say no

To the breeze

 

The breeze has

No time to say please

To the leaf

 

The path of

A bird as it flies

Through the air

 

Who made me

Says the raindrop –

Falling

 

Who threw the

Moon – why doesn’t it

Fall again

 

A seagull

Takes off over waves –

And is lost

 

A stone is

Tumbling through the air

Towards earth

 

I dive in

The water – and my

Body flies

 

The sun has

Turned again in its

Great circle

 

A million

Stars – going to their

Own homes

 

I saw faces

Today of people –

I saw them

 

God wants to

See face to face – a

Good idea

 

A face speaks –

Eyes mouth expression

And words

 

Under that

Sea we can see what

Lives there – eyes

 

The mind is

Hidden until the

Mouth speaks

 

Two people

Speak – both are shadow

And the sun

 

The waves on

Sand and the sand on

The waves

 

The surge of

Water and stillness

Of the sand

 

The ocean’s

Exhaustion as it

Climbs the beach

 

It retreats

To the place where it

Began

 

The ocean

In time – sand in

Eternity

 

The sand once

Made of ocean is

Returning

 

A wave breaks –

The sand does not move

But is pulled

 

The sea and

The sand are in a

Stately dance

 

Each wave – each

Sunrise upon the

Earth

 

Each retreat

Into night – the pull

Of the end

 

The earth still

Endures – fragments

Of old stars

 

The blackness

Is full and the night

A deep sea

 

And a wave

Breaks again upon

The horizon

 

The wheeling

Seasons – a slower

Day and night

 

The climbing

Sun and sinking – a

Year long day

 

What island

Have we come to in

Earth’s journey

 

Winter is

Now spring when we cross

This water

 

From a high

Mountain we can see

Summer fields

 

Behind me

I turn – a bird has

Left the tree

 

A tree where

The pomegranates

Hang open

 

Memory

Of autumn is there

On the branch

 

The air is

Full of scents of

Many times

 

The tree speaks

Of the other times

It once saw

 

How many

Days have sunk into

Our eyes

 

The surf still

Can be heard as it

Always is

 

The stars are

There and the moon is

Sometimes too

 

And the sun

Returns and the bird

In the tree

 

I am and will be

The stone has shifted in this

World – another door

 

Through which the stars and

Moon and surf and bird and tree

And all things pour

 

 

The Great Eye

 

 

Eyes are holy

They reveal a person

And alert us to what is beyond revealing

So much of the world comes to us through our eyes

The world pours in

Our eyes place us in it

We look and we are there in life

They are our ship carrying us into the ocean

I look out the window at the mountains

It is night

A light is on in the room

I need to come close to the window to see outside

Otherwise the reflection of the room on the window is all I can see

As I come nearer I see my eyes looking at the mountains

And my eyes are the most mysterious

What ship takes me into that ocean

I know what I am thinking

But my eyes seem to be someone else

A person other people know

And do not know

A person I know

And do not know

A person they reveal

And are unable to reveal

 

 

Great eye of

Sky sometimes clouded

With tears

 

Great eye that

Looks on the wide earth

Each day

 

Sky blue and

Beautiful wisest

Of all eyes

 

A thousand

Moods can be read in

Your gaze

 

You sparkle

This morning I can’t

Keep back tears

 

The pupil

Of your eye is the

Brightest gold

 

Your eye is

So beautiful – what

Of the rest

 

Sometimes I

Seem to see into

Your mind

 

Are they your

Thoughts – the ten thousand

Stars

 

What do you

Witness each day on

The earth

 

No wonder

Your great eye often

Fills with tears

 

Darkness and

Storms cross with glances

Of lightening

 

And sometimes

A withering gaze

Of pure fire

 

But most of

All tenderness day

After day

 

The softness

Of blue infinitely

Kind

 

The eye is

A window we see

The heart

 

 

The sea is another kind of eye

So deep and so dark

It doesn’t give away much

Accept a knowing that ancient things have been seen

And danger and uncertainty are as real as its waves

And infinite time is set in its gaze

 

 

 

Lovers look into each other’s eyes

What does it mean

To look into the eyes

Are they like clear water

Where we can see the fishes swimming and coral

Are they like clear water

That we could dive in and be surrounded with another element

If l look into your eyes and you into mine

Do we loose ourselves in each other

Until seeing is no longer the issue

But the surface of clear water can reflect other things

Sometimes in stillness we see sky and the procession of clouds

And what the eye reflects is even more beautiful than the depths to be seen

Or it is like a diver looking up through the water to the sky

 

 

 

Tonight as we look west

The great depth of the sky is full

Of the drama of cloud

An armada of ships in full sail

And we watch in wonder

As the great eye closes in sleep

 

 

Yellow

 

 

Little yellow flower on the top of a high weed

Facing a grey sky

Are you trying to be the sun

You even have white petals like clouds

 

 

Yellow is in the sky on a winter afternoon

Gold is on the earth

On the fields and deep in trees

And in my mirror as I drive east from the sun