Tony Abbott and Scott Morrison: Together Forever

This May, our beloved Prime Minister Tony Abbott took the hand of his long-time lover and fellow politician: Scott Morrison in marriage.

The Australian nation looked on from television screens and twitter feeds around the country, handkerchiefs soaked in happy tears, whilst the two handsome politicians declared their eternal love for each other – staring into each other’s deep hazel eyes. Amateur creative journalist Camilla Eustance was lucky enough to capture this fleeting moment from the wedding ceremony as the joyous couple walked down the isle, holding sugar-filled roses and each other’s smooth, suntanned hands. Shortly after the wedding ceremony, flanked by family, friends, and kangaroos, Tony and Scott boarded the purple plane, destined for Ireland – where they are allegedly spending their honeymoon. Congratulations to Australia’s newest sweethearts.

You are the music

The music pours into the room.
 
This room is you.
 
It’s always been there
but I hadn’t noticed it until now
 
Before, I didn’t know the richness of the tapestries on the wall
and I never sat at the oak table in my pyjamas
reading the story inside its wood
 
In the cemetery
I held my breath all night
 
I felt the leaves, or was it you
run a hand down the line from my cheek to my chest
 
The deep black line curving through
and aching
 
As it echoes,
aching in thick pulsing waves
as it echoes
 
In the morning
it washed me ashore, into your arms
Back to the room in the house of my heart
 
that I never thought to open before.

You, Me, Next Week

Below me, beyond clouds
a four-day morning
we’ll sleep
and we will wake

Those hours, I’ll be humming
my toes on the edge
the blanket
the mist out the window

Your profile
a Roman myth
soft as you hand me the mug
smile like a grey, soft sky

To open and breathe
black, hot, bitter
the music pours out like wine
and you,

You
resonate on my tongue.

A Wave

A shell lies waiting
beaming in a ray of light
(my hand)

We lie in a hot room
smiling around the curl
of the shell

Bright blue, a day away
and a dream
falling

In the thick of the last night
I sang to the shell
the melody ran in a wink

Trailed off into the heaving sea
there’s no more
and I’m on a plane

And suddenly what I had is gone
disappeared
(a wave)