Writing

I loved Australia. It was everything I imagined it to be: big, wild, full of possibilities. Both rugged and beautiful at the same time, Australia left an imprint on my soul.

I have been able to relive the more poignant memories by reading through some of my old journals. Fortunately, my younger, more romantic, self also loved to write. I thought I would share one of the poems I found …

Cape Tribulation, Australia

 

IN TRANSITION

Sometimes

in the evenings

     dusty blue and

           shimmering,

I pause

to listen

     for the trailing ends

            of conversations-

half-remembered

           undulating

on a breath of air

           reverberating.

And sometimes

in the half light

     reflections

           of conversations

attract

           refract;

 whispers

      echoing silently, 

shattering

     the stillness

            of a

           memory.

 

I’d love to hear what you think….