Angele Toomey Poetry

Yes, that’s right beautiful people…my first book exists in real life.

I am busy planning a launch event – details will be released shortly. In the meantime, here is a small taste of the works in the book.

It was inspired during a train trip to Wellington on a glorious summer morning when the seagulls were diving bombing a school of ‘tasty morsels’.

Circling

The wind lifts me, its power moves me

I cut through the air on a three-dimensional freedom

Circling back

My eye catches a silver flash near the surface

On instinct I push myself forward into a dive

Success!

An upward thrust

I break through briny water

A tasty morsel my trophy.

I cry my victory and circle around again.