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Jayne E Sep 2019
It is Maori language week here in NZ, so...

Ko te ahua o taku aroha

He ngawari taku aroha
Ka pupuhi nga puawai ngawari
i runga kahui puna mahana
Kei te takaro toku aroha
he matotoru
kopikopiko i roto i te tito aroha
Ko taku aroha he ra raumati
takai te kare
ite marama me te mahana
Aroha katoa ahau
te kotahi te honi pi
huri noa i ahau i roto i toku ngakau
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and in translation..

The nature of my love

my love is gentle
soft petals blown
on a warm spring breeze
my love is playful
a tender tickle
enveloped in a loving tease
my love is a summer day
wrapped in emotion
clearly felt and warm
my love is all for you
the one true honey-bee
as around my heart you swarm.

J.C. honey-tiger 09/09/2019.
BarelyABard Dec 2016
I want to fall into the arms of nothing
before the cold enters my bones
and freezes my spirit.

I want to laugh in the face of darkness before becoming the punchline.

I'd rather die with my boots on,
full of life
and a warm roaring flame,
than stumble into the snow
and collapse;
the blizzard of time stealing  
my hope for a better tomorrow.

I pray to you, soul of the colors, and Lord of the stars.

Give me strength to never surrender the aroha coursing through my veins.
If the laughter and music fades,  
allow the shadow to clasp my hand
and lead me away from the temptation of deterioration and apathy.
Allow me to be free.
tricia lambert Feb 2014
In the flawless dark
                                            high overhead
                                                                     Torea shrieks
           ripping holes                  
                                    in the silent korowai            
                                                                        of night
          again
                       Torea calls
                                          and further off                      
          faint
                      again
                                       now silent
          the cloak ripples                
                                       settles                    
                                                  repairs the tears
           stillness  sprawls      
                                         warm  
                                                    as aroha            

          

        

         Tricia Lambert
          
          Torea-the Maori name of the  Pied Oyster Catcher
          Korowai-a ceremonial cloak
          Aroha- love, unconditional love, similar to the Greek, agape
Frazer Charlton Apr 2014
E Tama,
how excited were you to meet a new friend.
He tino poha o te aroha e hoa.
Koda, e hoa
FunSlower Apr 2022
On the finest day we found our way,
Cutting a new path from bracken stricken pasts.
Everyone said we’d manage someday.
Anaesthesia for the antithetical. Allegorical.
Now waves we’ve never known before are
Swelling; Aloha & Aroha flow in a shared breath.

Ask me again at my last.
Nothing will have changed.
Declared at once, and always will be, yours.

Entering your mystery. Venturing through history.
Make this memory with me, ever after, our story.
Oath to you. Ode to us.
Tumultuousness fades to dust.
In you, there is eternal trust.
Open us up. We surrender. Innately intimate!
No beginning. Never ending. Innocently Infinite!
She transcends in all worlds any words I’ll write.
Matthew Dec 2019
if given any blessed time
you shadow my thoughts
there will be words, one of a kind 
electric snow flakes, crystalized tears 

sugared, powered sweet, for your touch
stripping double clutched, hammer down 
grinding my heart beats sonic boom
in a thunder my pen rolls my smolder

to taste the dripping aroha off your tongue
a willing flowery vine dressed in kiwi hues 
taunting the seams and pelling flushed petals
for to my fortitude sticks licking you sticky
last,  love, poem, poetry, adult

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