Anne Cook                                    

 

 

 

            Cairns

  

         Smooth stones placed in piles

                in pockets

                     gardens

         on sandy beaches 

                 painted window sills

            by accident or design

               reason or rhyme

                romance to one

              toil to another

       telling signs of love, loss

    pleas for balance, simple release

     from thoughts, urges, notions

  that visit unwelcome in dark of night

            and light of day

                   or
  beacon for the ones you love to follow

                 find you

   like the fire Karen promises Farah

        I believe that is heaven

where I will sit with those I have loved

               and wait for you