December 2011
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first rays . . .
sunlight awakens
the valley
how can the hills contain
all that lies beyond?
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dying light ...
come share my Ardbeg
wayward midge
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life lessons
the gap between
two headstones
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stillness ...
the tug of daylight
withdrawing
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ebbing tide . . .
dusk brims over
my shadow
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ahh moonlight!
this is the gift
she loved
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imagine that ...
the unfolding night
between stars
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and yet
through her fingers
time without end
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still the sparkle
in a father's eyes ...
whispered haiku
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monkey
in the middle ...
shadow dance
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aha
another year
atishoo
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skipping
the light fandango -
new year shift
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swaying trees -
the sound of music
within us
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all this rain
as if something will change ...
the year ends
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lightning ...
the flash of thunder
before it sounds
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oily light
skids off the ngaio ...
sultry afternoon
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days stretch into
the fullness of summer
but still ...
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taking flesh ...
the words of mystery
we caress
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white Christmas?
the pohutukawa
bleeds colour
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has the sun
come to a standstill too?
lingering heat
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feeding
a mosquito -
just one
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lonely moth,
I too seek shelter
from the night
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praying mantis ...
a priest seeks mercy
on his knees
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shivers
up my spine ...
her eyes
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bridal haiku ...
the poet strips away
excess words
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early birds
summoning colour ...
wordless chant
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ancient light
rendering a statue
featureless
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evening the odds of dying alone
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blank pages ...
the poet turns over
a new leaf
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recipe
for disaster ...
her eyes