safe
finding
combinations
words
to
open
up
what’s
kept
inside
things
we
hide
from
that
thief
time
we
spin
the
charms
believing
we’re
safe
from
harm
luna
(1)
things
night
brings
not
chased
away
by
daylight
still
loom
after
leaving
the
bedroom
drip
of a
tap
following
foot
steps
heavy
with
weight
of
last
night’s
moon
(2)
not
all
can
feel
an
awe
for
life
reeling
with
this
planet’s
blue
moves
pull
of a
full
moon
skin
too
thin
sensing
a
miracle
within
the
solid mandala
glass
taws
arthur’s
solid
mandalas
open
doors
to
a boyhood
where
air’s
barley
sugar
sticky
in a
paper
bag
and
much
of
the world
has
just
been
born
after
the gold rush
queue
to
evacuate
little
faith
big
decision
juxtapose
a
storm
before
dawn
waking
up
from
a
bad
dream
neil
young
sings
mother
nature
on
the
run
Terry Wheeler - After graduating from law school in the late 1980s Terry worked in the Australian public service for decades. He was inspired to write after seeing Michael Dransfield poems in The Australian newspaper when a teenager. Terry has been published in Australia and abroad since retiring. He lives in Brisbane when not travelling.
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