Your eyes set like the sun Molten fire in desire Moonshine and shadows twixt lips
Month: December 2015
United
Today left behind by my thoughts I caught a glimpse The light stretched long shadows on love I blinked and it passed the warmth onto my skin and from within I smiled Love that shone through generations and put all else in shade It made years of transgression disappear trust will do the rest and…
Heartbeats
Here are jumps that miss my heart beats that chase the dust our feet disturbed drops of time that leak and we so meek when the time is ripe we feast on love devour the hollow of the mind and be so kind to think of those who have no one, no other to have…
Watching
Pakeha and Maori face each other Years before in time Each preen their feathers some stay aloof on waves of brine Echo their song- no dancing a sailors jig We’ll sling them in the brig or blast our muskets ‘Masters ‘sailed long ago from this southern shore and again today we meet each other some…
Tea On The Highway
A stop on the highway and an extra slice. White or brown, you choose. Sauce in a squeeze bottle, a strainer for the tea and a dainty dish for it to rest. This is it – tea on the road, how it should be. There’s a man in boots calling hello and his laugh spills…
Crimson Roses
Tender timeless swaying breezes that touch the casement of our hearts fill your eyes Screens of roses trail the garden Rain rents the petals clear Thus fell my heart in torment brimming cruel drops of fear Goodbyes fended forward shards, thorns me inside roots rotted by the words he said till I died we bloom…
Tripping
So in Roman times they came they saw they conquered and when you gave me birth this life of mine you concurred, another path Or a flight of fantasy, when every whim as babe or being became me Oh, I was rather a happy chubby chanting child not wild School, fun, fashion romance all fell…
Adrift-‘the sea comes and re-writes our lives’-anon
I’m drifting with the wood upon an ocean fleetingly viewing all I see the deep and deafening rising of the notion that we all are struggling to be The jetsam of a wish to be a pilgrim the refugee we wish along on side an aide to help the derelict devotion in giving help and…
Paint Portraits or Pastoral Scenes
Paint Portraits or Pastoral Scenes Photography developed the world reflected in negative on bitter truths that held high morals low dealings sharp clear to their purpose camera obscura now recording progress! hidden mystical people tradition held sway culture and playWest captured their colour failed to see their loss focus on riches educate the masses learn…
On lands
Pulse beats like a quiet drum, Echoes of ancient rituals Long forgotten in dirty memories. They whisper sweet nothings in my ear And clear the air. I feel you, My liquid sunshine Permeating through the skin.
glittering prize
glittering prize remembered when god was the glittering prize and the day rose like a mountain and we had nothing to lose only everything to burn to gain the peak where god was in the hand and gentle as thunder in a far-off sky a far-off sky you look toward in wonder thinking of the…
Who walks with you
Who lies with you still as the sun warms the slit between the curtains; walks with you, soft along the hall, down the stairs among the six and sevens of dawn? Under the rose-fingered sky of twilight you stopped upon the bridge (for what?) and your head over the parapet turned back to stare,…