Category: Twitter Poems

Through the land
and over the land
and across the land,
we carve the tracks
that lead us to the lives
we have come to be.

On the shores of the lake
he stood and called its name,
Taupo-nui-a-Tia
and the tears welled in his eyes,
overflowed to rivulets,
fell down his cheeks
and he knew not
from whence they came.

The dawn, captured by the dusk,
was but a fleeting glimpse of light,
a moment of promise broken
before our dark eyes could
comprehend the light.

Oh dream with me
For just one moment
From the safety of the shore
And feel the wind
Ruddy on our face
Diamonds from the wave that roars.

The sound of the waves on the shore
drumming the bright lights
across the black sky
echo around the walls of the office
late in the evening.
I lift my eyes beyond the window
to those teasing stars
shooting across the open sky.

On this stolen road,
in this north land,
we retrace
the only way way we know
to the place
where our imperfect hearts
found their own perfection.

Here you will turn five
and the carefree days
of innocence
will be lost forever,
just as the perfect wave
is broken by the shore.

Oh fortress,
mighty rock,
guardian of this
far-north coast,
lord of the rolling,
twilight waves
and the 35 surf boarders
riding in your shadow
at Taupo Bay.

She laughs with excitement
as the Kahawai churn the dazzling blue ocean
to a sea of white;
she jigs the lure down through
the carpet of fish
and strikes the prize
she has been seeking.

In this converted stone-block-wall motel
we lay ourselves room by room
until all the beds and floor spaces
are taken and the gentle murmur
of slumber waltzes with the darkness.