Archive for the 'Of Poetry' Category

• 29.08.10 The Sun and the Moon Agree
  

  For a short time each day
  The ocean matches the sky
  The horizon forgets to separate
  Blue and red are synonymous
  Trees swim peacefully

  
  
• 30.07.10 Atmosphere You Can Hold Onto
  

  Atmosphere you can hold onto
  Light you can lean against
  Senses overcome
  Another world

  
  
• 30.07.10 Carry Me Away
  

  Carry me away
  Let me float
  or don’t let me down gently

  
  
• 05.06.10 Nobody But The Trees
  

  Just you and I
  and us
  and them
  lost together.

  
  
• 22.05.10 For a Little While
  

  It doesn’t last long
  But for that little while
  It doesn’t hurt to be alive

  
  
• 06.03.10 Life in Damp Places
  

  A butterfly or a moth
  A mouse or a rat
  Life in damp places
  Life lived uphill

  
  
• 02.03.10 Let the Light Touch You
  

  Passively drifting
  Glowing
  Existing
  Let the light touch you

  
  
• 02.03.10 A Bit Like My Mind
  

  Walking a forever staircase
  Happiness sits far away
  Forwards to the other side?
  A bit like my mind

  
  
• 23.02.10 Taunting the Sun
  

  Taunting the sun
  Toying with its rays

  Indifferent glow
  Walls peel like skin

  
  
• 23.02.10 Lately
  

  Lately, everything is flat
  No textures to touch
  Tastes are bland
  Breaths are disappointing

  
  
• 31.01.10 Release Me
  

  Release me
  To a cemetery playground
  Where night seeps from the ground
  Rain disarms the ashes

  
  
• 12.01.10 Kia Ora
  

  I have put together a book of the series I worked on last year while staying in my grandparents’ house. I named it Kia Ora, after the street in which the house resides.

  
  
• 05.12.09 Cigarettes and Wildflowers
  

  Somewhere on the side of the road between the hot tar and the cracked desert.

  Like the earth’s skin. With its pores, its hairs, its imperfections, but without perspiration.

  
  
• 30.10.09 Half Underwater
  

  Something different.
  Something unusual.
  Something new.
  Something a little less ordinary.

  
  
• 21.03.09 Of A Tragedy
  

  so long
  clinging climbing crashing
  feet to torso dangling
  splashing sputtering suffocating

  
  
• 15.03.09 That’s The Thing About Living
  

  A dragonfly caught in a spider’s web. It stops struggling to watch the sun go down. Roots of mangroves intertwine. Hands joined or endless struggle.

  A forest peephole mirrors the world outside. Forgotten by tomorrow. A ripple in a creek otherwise calm. A sigh for something, somewhere.

  That’s the thing about living.

  
  
• 17.02.09 There’s No Poetry In Being Alone
  

  Loneliness may inspire poetry. Isolation may be a good time to write poetry. But there’s nothing poetic about the feeling of being alone.

  My image was used on the cover of a book entitled I Made You to Find Me by Jane Hedley.

  When the designer asked to use my image for a book on poetry, I [...]