Poetry about forests, rivers, life, the universe and everything.

I have used my phone for this blog post, I will try to fix up the formatting tonight. In the meantime, hopefully the forests speak to you. Three rivers and their forests Daintree World Heritage Site On that summers’ day it was dark and hot Where the river ran wild Crystal clear water tumbling PowerfullyContinue reading “Poetry about forests, rivers, life, the universe and everything.”

Experiments with words

The poem below was performed live a few months ago when I was going through a particularly ‘experimental’ phase. I decided to give myself the challenge of writing a convincing narrative where I add to use three word phrases in a repeating pattern. I did not insist on matching syllable counts, thankfully. Let me knowContinue reading “Experiments with words”

Poetry about love, sort of.

A short and simple ‘observation on life’ poem: Unrequited love To feed an unrequited love Is to be a moon orbiting a planet You are held at a safe distance Suspended by the unseen force of gravity It is economical but you don’t really go anywhere Literally and figuratively.

Dreamscapes

The following poem is one from the archive, I wrote it one morning on my commute to work. The night before I’d had a dream, and the only fragments I could remember where sensations like running, having mist swirl about me and a liberating feeling of soaring/falling. Falling The soft edges of my vision slowlyContinue reading “Dreamscapes”

Sunday evening

Well hello! This weekend has flown by, and my to list whilst not completed is a little shorter than it was yesterday morning. This poem is just a short little ditty that has some fun with rhymes. What is poetry even for?Standing on a soap boxCunning like a fox.Trying to make you understand aPoint, stanzaContinue reading “Sunday evening”

Reading between the lines

In the last decade or so, Western society has developed a very weird intolerance for ageing women. Of course historically, women have always been judged on their perceived youthful beauty, purity and potential to produce male heirs. Older women were painted as crones, evil step-mothers, bitter spinsters. But there seems to be a concerted effortContinue reading “Reading between the lines”

Possessive nouns

Possessive: adjective, demanding someone’s total attention and love Noun: a word (other than a pronoun) used to identify any of a class of people, places, or things; or to name a particular one of these. I have often thought about the notions of jealousy and possessiveness in relationships, and the way some people will useContinue reading “Possessive nouns”

Favourite hobbies: People watching

I love people watching. When I was child I would imagine that everyone I saw was making invisible filament like spiders web as they walked through the world. Each person’s filaments interconnected with everyone else’s – meaning the whole world was connected somehow. Then I would make up stories about who these people were, howContinue reading “Favourite hobbies: People watching”

Idle thoughts

There is something about the Wellington Harbour that is singing to my soul at the moment. This poem was inspired by my evening train journey home after a day working in the office. I saw an Inter-Islander ferry coming through the mouth of the Harbour, it was if she had called to the fog toContinue reading “Idle thoughts”

Harbour commute

This morning was foggy and grey. My train journey to work inspired the poem below. Harbour in shades of grey The fog had rolled in as the night rolled on When we emerged from our sleep we found Hills shrouded in mystery And a Harbour daring not to breathe Everything felt suspended in time thatContinue reading “Harbour commute”