The Return

 

Thick plumes, rising
Where the wood pigeon weeps
Above scorched remains
Of pungent kai
Infused, smouldering
Smoked by charred earth
Dried seaweed, Kahawai
And Koura for belly
Rough hewn pots, simmering
Calmed after heated furore

While woven nets await
At waters edge
For dawns first glimmer
Oh the springtide will return
As promised, my daughter
Listen ! The waka taua is near
And your brother smiles, again
While the Morepork sits
Silently gloats, watching
Under a sleepless, beaming moon

©Orion Foote, 2016

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  1. Tbh I was stuck for a title at the time – and yes Campbell is up there for me – one of our national treasures… that title has been used in many things & I’ll probably change it…thanks☺

  2. Great painting, Mr. Orion Blue, love how the title mirror’s Alistair Te Ariki Campbell’s ‘The Return’, whether intentionally or not, that’s a great scene to rest it all on, the morepork under that moon.

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