Underfoot, the blood seeps so
Tho, wherever yearnings flow...
Thoughts refracted, turning back
Should keep thy bleeding heart
...Intact?

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ

The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.

If you never leave home
You never get to go home.

If you never leave the bed
You never get to go to bed.

When our expectations are in line with reality, there is no disappointment.

There is no such thing as rejection
There is only preference.

We can not be defined
People can only offer feedback.

What to do, when there's nothing else to do.

If you stand still long enough
Somethings bound to eat you.

Need creates attraction.

One true fact, the present is just the past

Focus on being the person you want to be
Rather than focusing on the person you want them to be.

First there is this
Than there is nothing.

It's raining in New Zealand
The Summer dry far gone
The rivulets are pouring
And gutters sing their song.
Cisterns gurgle noisily
Farm tanks overflow
Waterfalls are roaring
And streams to torrents, grow.
The harriers and pigeons
No more in heavens fly
Now closeted in green recluse
To keep their feathers dry.
Old man on the farm bike
Clad in boots and cowl
Clears the drains with shovel
As a grin succeeds his scowl.
For pastures drink the aqua
Its magic quickly seen,
As turf as brown as buggary
Fast turns a brilliant green.
The Heavens open up their heart
As teeming rain pelts down,
The children dance in puddles
splashing passing folk, who frown.
But the world's in celebration
As the big wet from the sky
Lubricates the laughter
Of joyous you and I.

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ

When the fetus unfurls
A Spirit flees the confines.
It sprints rampant through life to seek.
Having tasted the fruits of pleasure and pain
And run the gamut of livings extent....
It curls and pays obeyance
To all that is bounteous and worthwhile....
Then, when done, it enters the deep black void
And, without malice, quite willingly,
Vanishes!

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ