You can feel the bond binding
The Sisters in tune,
See familiarity
Permeating the room.
Chatter colliding
Like magpies in Spring
And the dancing of eyes
Is a wonderous thing.

Nurses together
At lunch in the sun
On a hillside Okato
Where the gossip's begun.
A unique sense of humour
Shared amongst they
Who delve, resolutely,
Into lifesaving fray.

A breed of Sisters
Who willingly give
Of themselves for others
So that others may live.

Magnificence here
As the chatter surrounds
While the old world sails on
Unaware of the Crowns...
Crowns, so deserving,
So desperately due....
To these Sisters of Mercy
Who look after you.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ

Ella sent the invitation
Louis worked the door
to celebrate between the lines
inflection served du jour

My heart was given freely
their phrasings lined my soul
beyond the words and melody
goodbye to rock and roll

The Saints Were Marching In
as Satch blew his horn with glee
(and Ella said)
No, No They Can’t Take That
— Away From Me

(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)