Perth Words… exploring possibilities.

Passions

a wide smile
weighted hugs
Pavarotti with
new food only
hide this red 
cloud thundering 
over my heart

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2008

An experiment to see if my words stand alone.

#POEM:Passions  #POETRY  #EXPERIMENT

Coral Bay

Snorkelling with rainbows
just past the breaking surf, 
I see the red rocky shores
of the North West Cape.

Shimmering white sands where
Coastal Daisies, starflowers
and Sturt Peas grope to grip
harsh hot terrain in fighting wind.

At Easter, a hundred yards off  
the bay, coral triggers upside down 
snowstorms to invite gentle giants 
from the depths of Tantabiddi to feed 

whilst in my imagination, I squeeze 
the fish colours through my fingers
to paint pictures and feel myself
swimming with whale sharks.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2008

An experiment to see if my words stand alone.

#POEM:CoralBay   #POETRY   #EXPERIMENT

Wild Orchid

With a naturists eye
infinite care, such
considered placement.
A fern frond here.
A gum leaf there.

Pink & yellow dried
petals, delicate veins
like a bridal veil,
placed in the center
of your wedding cake.

An orchid appears
exotic and rare,
like me.


Frances Macaulay Forde © 2007

An experiment to see if my words stand alone. 

#POETRY:WildOrchid  #EXPERIMENT  #POETRY

Country

take my hand
walk with me
through family

follow straight
railway lines
in the sunshine

leave hand prints
in caves sprayed
white sand hills

mountains of
red clay heart
brown beauty

take my hand
walk with me
through country


Frances Macaulay Forde ©  2007

An experiment to see if my words stand alone.
#POEM:Country  #EXPERIMENT  #POETRY

Head Music

like an orchestra of color
I place each note

a medley of pink
red strings
orange peels
blue trumpets

surround a few
violas - a
cello or two

complete the tune
in my head.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2007

An experiment to see if my words stand alone.

#POEM:HeadMusic  #POETRY  #EXPERIMENT

Circles

In this match of life
others call a game
my hands flutter to
find the finger holes

I fix my gaze on pins
measuring the lane
grip hard and swing
bowling ball aimed

been knocked down
but stubborn as a pin
I stand again, ready
for the next bowler.

Frances Macaulay Forde © 2007

An experiment to see if my words stand alone.

#POEM:CIRCLES #POETRY #EXPERIMENT

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