Archive for the ‘Story Posts’ Category

Be aware of seagulls

Seagulls pivot and pinion on the edge of the wind Draw quivering wingtips through the air Soft fingers through Tawhiri’s hair stitch sky to land and brand the morning light with blue and golden promise. Messengers all, envoys, bearing Rangi and Papa’s pledges To each other.

Variations-Dreaming in the Key of Life

“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.” Edgar Allen Poe Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime, Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time. -John Donne It was a morning like any other.

Walking on the liquid skin of the world

For the first time in a fortnight (or maybe it is the second), the sun comes out. As I glance down at the skunk cabbage at my feet, uncharacteristic black markings lie across the leaves. I look at it for a moment, somewhat stunned by the strangeness of what I am seeing. Then I realise [...]

Cassie

 Kia ora tatou I have been in training. After a lifetime of being owned by cats, I am free now. I do not have to come at their beck and call. For all their larger-than-life personalities and unique character traits (Beastly was just that, a cunning tormenter of the local dogs, especially smaller ones ,and [...]

Hymn to a passing elemental

I have seen Summer’s fire slump slowly sideways, slide into the cooling embers of the year. I have witnessed The last fragile fingernail of autumn’s grasp, A red-rimmed leaf, Release its grip, Slip slowly to earth and lie smiling, Face-up under the yellowing sun Coming later each day around the corner of the house. I [...]

Shoutout vol 265.3a..of this and that

Kia ora tatou: It had to happen…spammmers find blogs. I have had a number of offers which relate to health and virility issues ( which I do not believe I have!). For that reason I intend to enable moderation for all comments. This will mean a delay between you submitting and your comments appearing on [...]

Small kindnesses never are

  “God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world” -CS Lewis “We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, [...]

And soon I heard a roaring wind

And soon I heard a roaring wind: It did not come anear; But with its sound it shook the sails, That were so thin and sere. The upper air burst into life! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars [...]

Of Ruth and Zen

A very receptive state of mind… not unlike a sheet of film itself – seemingly inert, yet so sensitive that a fraction of a second’s exposure conceives a life in it. -Minor White It was one of those serene mornings that yawn and stretch into life on the West Coast. After a day of rain, [...]

On Maniototo Station Road.

The Norwest wind has been buffeting the district all day, throwing its weight around, thumping the buildings like an out-of-sorts and grumpy bully, who, because he can’t get his way, stomps scowling away down the street, knocking over all the rubbish tins as he goes. He has managed to do some damage. A friend, who [...]

They say angels talk to a man when he walks

I have been travelling across the tail end of the night, crossing from west to east, under a sky littered with stars and the untidy splash of the Milky Way. To left and right, the mountains loom up, ghostly and sepulchral, immobile stone trolls, noting my passage but making no comment. I left the West [...]

For the Memory of Trees

The oaks and the pines, and their brethren of the wood, have seen so many suns rise and set, so many seasons come and go, and so many generations pass into silence, that we may well wonder what “the story of the trees” would be to us if they had tongues to tell it, or [...]

Ranfurly-a first take

In Ranfurly. You know I’ve heard about people like me, But I never made the connection. They walk one road to set them free And find they’ve gone the wrong direction. But there’s no need for turning back `cause all roads lead to where I stand. And I believe I’ll walk them all No matter [...]