Lizz Murphy - Poem 328: Open the heart (part I-III)

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OPENING THE HEART

Raising arms (six times)

Mt Bobbara becomes golden

blue shadow streak each rock

etched into the horizon

Open the heart (six times)

out of the old

leaves shine lime

gum blossoms are

ruby pendants

Paint the rainbow (six times each side)

evening light draws

the edges white

cockatoos separate the sky

Part the clouds (six times)

at the foot of Bobbara

a thousand trees the red tips

of new growth

Rolling arms in fixed stance

cockatoos

flakes of cloud keeling

into trees

Rowing the boat in the middle of the lake

you can see the water

tank for the steam trains

ironblack rustbleed

 

Supporting the ball in front of the shoulder

a door

unusual

am I needed

Gazing at the moon

freight train

orange rush

Turning waist and pushing palm

the old bath

weeded

what to plant

Cloud hands in horse riding stance

dandelions close

something invisible

flicks a stem

Scooping the sea & looking at the horizon

ravens

harbingers of myth

they play with our minds

Pushing the tide out

cockatoo

a Christmas ornament

on the neighbouring

oak tree

Flying dove spreads its wings

grey gathering

a dog barks across

the railway track

Punching in horse stance

Mt Bobbara olive

must replace that board

a horse kicked in

The flying wild goose

geraniums

forgot they were in bloom

the rooster is up

The rotating firewheel

grey heron sailing by

neck scrunched

Stepping and bouncing the ball

a bird chips at air

another winds up

for a song

Balancing the chi to close

the guinea fowl

have lost their panic

graze quietly

Practising Shibashi a T’ai Chi/qigong form — with shades of Leonard Cohen (sorry I can’t remember the title of his T’ai Chi poem)