Pemberton Tales #3

we looked at one another
with excited understanding
and maybe a bit of relief
such a precious place
to share with such a new friend
what if she didnt get it?
what if it did not enchant her like it did us?
undress all her inhibitions
meet her like a familiar stranger
and kiss her hard on the mouth?
But it was written all over her face
of course it did,
this place enchants everyone

she exclaimed in delight
Gen's eyes met mine and we shared a smile.

Pemberton Tales #2

we traipsed through the bush
banjo in tow
to tie a drape of material
around the slender arm of a roadside tree
to herald her arrival

Pemberton Tales #1

we all piled out the car
tails wagging
in search of southern treasures
bundles of records,
dresses, fabric
sparkling china,
an array of colourful mugs, pots, cups
and a hat rack in pieces

we delight in scattered curious beauty