pieces of the road

pieces of the road
7 pieces from a journey winding north to south

road

thinking on it

i saw thirty years
further down
the track
mount pirongia
looking out
on the waikato
still thinking hard
on those things it
did then no closer
either of us to
a conclusion
drawing only
cloud in winds
of day stars
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playing it loud

playing it loud
 
Back_Home
young and
stuck in school
all the muggy day
home i’d spin the
LPs to free the mind
a friday night my
parents out i pushed
the bedroom window
open wide as it could
go and let the neighbourhood
hear to enlighten their
cloddish souls the poet