Sunday, July 31, 2011

a river of stones - July 31

I saw the world today
in that single moment
I looked into
the sparrow’s eye.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

a river of stones - July 30

in the dark night sky
above the stadium,
a lone seagull circles
in the spotlights
then fades from view

Friday, July 29, 2011

a river of stones - July 29

staring out the window
at the light in a puddle,
reflecting on the reflection
through light's refraction

Thursday, July 28, 2011

a river of stones - July 28

7 am outside the bar
he staggers
or was he dancing
to the music
still ringing in his ears

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

a river of stones - July 27

a clear evening sky –
now ready for bed
I hang my hat
on the hook of the moon
and switch off the stars

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

a river of stones - July 26

24 hour internet cafe
the attendant
nods to stay awake
as his Farmville crops wilt

Monday, July 25, 2011

a river of stones - July 25

snow covering the hills,
sleet on the windshield,
the wet road
does not dampen
the van driver's enthusiasm
for speed

Sunday, July 24, 2011

a river of stones - July 24

winter evening –
my breath mixes
with the steam 
rising 
from the soup on the fire

Saturday, July 23, 2011

a river of stones - July 23

smoke tumbles down
the tiled roof,
in the morning mist
droplets hang
beneath the branches

Friday, July 22, 2011

a river of stones - July 22

waking,
my  alarm clock plays  
a classic rock radio station –
memories of
my first car

Thursday, July 21, 2011

a river of stones - July 21

early morning,
it's dark,
overcast,
forecast for heavy showers,
he wears his sunglasses
on top of his shaved head

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

a river of stones - July 20

clear night sky,
the Southern Cross
Orion’s Belt –
Boeing 737

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

a river of stones - July 19

        at the wharf, a
        row of shiny new
                identical silver cars ready to be shipped
               to new owners who want to express their
                     individ                                  uality

Monday, July 18, 2011

a river of stones - July 18

walking up the stairs
of the car park,
the faint remnants
of graffiti –
the smell of fresh paint
as there was
only a week ago

Sunday, July 17, 2011

a river of stones - July 17

a poetry reading –
outside,
cars drive down the hill,
oblivious
to the poet's words

Saturday, July 16, 2011

a river of stones - July 16

walking along the garden path
a fantail keeps me company
hoping branch to branch
feeding on the many insects
startled by my movements

pausing, I look down
and reflect on the many lives
lost beneath my feet

Friday, July 15, 2011

a river of stones - July 15


    in the dark
             early
      morning,
        an empty
               can of
           energy
      drink lays   
          crumpled
      in the gutter


Thursday, July 14, 2011

a river of stones - July 14

just above the horizon
the moon
takes full credit for its glow.

such falsehood!

it merely reflects the sun’s glory

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

a river of stones - July 13

winter day
even at noon
my shadow is long

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

a river of stones - July 12

running across the street
his grimace
provides no protection
from the rain

Monday, July 11, 2011

a river of stones - July 11

gale force winds
a trash can
is transformed
into 
an umbrella stand

Sunday, July 10, 2011

a river of stones - July 10

arriving home,
the rain clouds
momentarily  part –
the Southern Cross

Saturday, July 9, 2011

a river of stones - July 9

the birthday party,
eighty years
and her rocking chair
is merely
an ornament

Friday, July 8, 2011

a river of stones - July 8

Outside the Army Museum,
a boy clambers over a tank

– it’s all just a game

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

a river of stones - July 6

before dawn 
blue, green, red,
yellow and white 
 – colours
of the harbour waves

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

a river of stones - July 5

On the way to work
I pass
the same people
on the same corners
at the same time –
A discomforting
comfort  with such
familiarity

Monday, July 4, 2011

a river of stones - July 4

the shortest day
is now behind us,
snow
on the Rimutakas,
make nights
far too long

Sunday, July 3, 2011

a river of stones - July 3

dawn –
splitting the darkness
from light
a Ruru call

Saturday, July 2, 2011

a river of stones - July 2

under the overcast sky
even the river
appears grey

Friday, July 1, 2011

Friday, February 4, 2011

Candle

If the flame of a dying candle is used to light another, 
then the light will never cease to shine.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

by the roadside

laying near the
side of the road
– a rabbit –
will not see in
this Chinese New Year
 

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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Misty Rain

shrouded in misty rain - the harbour
perhaps the city beyond is just a myth
  

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A New Month

I turned to a pigeon 
sitting next to me
at the outdoor cafe.
"It's a new month" I said
"A new what?" 
he replied then
asked "have you 
finished with 
that muffin?"

Monday, January 31, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 31



                                                   a                                                          *     
            *                          slither                                                                         *
                *                 of the
                                waning                                                          *                        *
                            moon                  
                          appears                                                                          *
                          on the  
                           horizon,                                                  
            *                not much,                                                    *
                                  yet still                                                                       *
                                        enough                                                   *
              *                                    to hear                                                                 *
                                                            my sighs                                             *
   *            *                                                                           *


Sunday, January 30, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 30

after cleaning house,
I look up at the corner
of my room – and there
a spider
cleaning house

Saturday, January 29, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 29

a dragonfly hides
beneath the canopy
of the cicada cry

Friday, January 28, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 28

near the water’s edge
a sparrow bathes
in the sand

Thursday, January 27, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 27

bright, bright stars
the summer night
has devoured the moon
 

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 26

laying on a bed of clouds
the sky maiden looked down
upon the earth                                  
it is uncertain if she smiled


Tuesday, January 25, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 25

next to the building site
a busker harmonises
with buzz saws
 

Monday, January 24, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 24

a fern leaf droops
from the passing rain
ah! – a song bird
 

Sunday, January 23, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 23

it rains incessantly,
sitting Zazen,
I remove its name,
but the truth remains 
 

Saturday, January 22, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 22

after dinner ,
the cormorant
offers up a prayer
to great Ra


Friday, January 21, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 21

a bumblebee zips
in the door
and straight out again,
past the fly buzzing
against the window

Thursday, January 20, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 20

a seagull swoops
across the valley
its shadow
climbing trees
 

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 19

the harbour is wild with white caps,
a seagull glides sideways into land
  

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Monday, January 17, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 17

two ocean racing yachts
tethered to the dock,
naked masts,
no sails to impede the wind
 

Sunday, January 16, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 16

the strong northerly
has abated,
a small bellbird ventures
to the upper most branch
 

Saturday, January 15, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 15

in the conifer
a pigeon roosts –
a cuckoo too


Friday, January 14, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 14

this summer evening,
the wall clock
measures time
less accurate –
than my heart beat

Thursday, January 13, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 13

through
the window,
beneath a Pauhou tree –
                                hangs
                                   my
                                kitchen
                                  light


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 12

long afternoon shadows
have passed into darkness,
the call of a cicada
creeps down the garden steps
 

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 11

after dinner,
I contemplated why
the Buddha’s bowl –
is empty


Monday, January 10, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 10

tall buildings,
the hum of traffic,
in the city park –
the smell
of freshly cut grass

Sunday, January 9, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 9

Sunday morning --
the Tui dons
its white neck tie
and calls us to worship




Saturday, January 8, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 8

one thing remains constant
in nature
-- motherhood

Friday, January 7, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 7

clouds close over
the summer sky
distant hills a haven –
for the unnamed

Thursday, January 6, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 6

morning sun disappears
behind gray clouds,
on the akeake tree --
the glow
of a monarch butterfly

Monarch Butterfly



Wednesday, January 5, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 5

after mediation
I saw in the ink
that the heron
never left me




Tuesday, January 4, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 4

driving to work
on my first day back,
in the morning mist –
traffic lights turn red.
 

Monday, January 3, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 3

warm breeze
in the spider web
a dandelion seedhead

Sunday, January 2, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 2

upon the river
the sun’s reflection

the gentle ripples
lap the boulders

beyond the trees
a steady drone
of weekend traffic

Saturday, January 1, 2011

a river of stones - Jan 1

New Years Day –
a bumblebee
and honeybees share
the Kumeraho flower