Sam’s Creek
Sam’s Creek Sam’s Creek, Sam’s Creek, you’re the wisdom that we seek As snow does fall on mountains tall, we gather at your feet Sam’s Creek, Sams Creek, you’re the mother of us all You kneel and smile and play…
Coaster
Coaster I was born as a Coaster with bush in my blood With river and mountain and earthquake and flood And I’ll die as a Coaster, though I’m drifting far north Where Pupu’s dark beauty calls me to the Source…
Deep Song
Deep Song I sing praise to Deep Song To the dark hymns of the depths To Tui and Koromako Who are nothing except themselves And thus, witnesses to the depths From woven nests Among the green citadels of the Unknown…
Approach
Approach I approach you poem by poem And leave the same way And the day I pick up your keys I’m hit by a wave of fear, and the concern Purchasing you is the worst decision Of my life, but…
Song of my Self
Song of my Self I love you as the browsing deer I love you when you’re far and near I love you in the pouring rain I love you as the fire’s flame I love in the possums’ growl I…
Fiadh
Fiadh Sinead is no shade In this androgynous glade But more a deer drawn near Of wild and irrepressible instinct And ancestral knowings Of earth, womb and bones & why would I wish to repress This untamable power Kicking down…
Outstanding Spiritual Characteristics
Kia ora koutou, friends and supporters of the Save Our Springs campaign The recommended Water Conservation Order (WCO) for Te Waikoropupū Springs has just been finalised and sent by the Environment Court to the Government. This is a significant step…
Evidence
Evidence Descending the thin track Of inherited memory I arrive at the bubbling springs Of first humanness – & it seems a forlorn & forgotten place With few reminders of humanities Singular promise But looking deeper, past the rot and…
You’re not far from servanthood
‘You’re not far from servanthood’ Winter sun Pierces Waikoropupū Mist Solstice Inches closer Your hand rests On my shoulder It’s the long-awaited Culmination Journeys’ end Becomes Journeys’ beginning The way of servanthood Awaits My threadbare Stumbling Shoes ~ Awakening to…
It’s a coup with algorithms
‘It’s a coup with algorithms’ The coup with algorithms builds over a lifetime As the path of holy defiance Draws me deeper & further From crowded lanes & group-think & I never pause to count The years But stubbornly push…