Kaikoura Coast
from the Grey Book (pebm) to the end of the Grey Book (varied 29/3/14)
Goose bay -
cray divers
suit up 523
Kaikoura -
with every wave
seaweed sways 525
sunrise
coastal rocks
wrecked 526
flock of birds
find another way -
rising hawk 527
cray pots
staying put
in the tide 529
Kaikoura -
in the waves lips
kelp tips 530
lapping
the scalloped hills -
opal sea 532
standing
in Puka Puka creek -
pylons 533
coastal dawn
terns thick
on the water 534
broken cathedral
pigeons congregate
in the ruins 536 or taking the less is best approach
cathedral
pigeons congregate
in the ruins 536A
Plimmerton
the water dark
with swans 537
the wind
stationary
surfers too 538
sailors
miles from the sea
ships with wheels 540
heavens open
the shags rock
gets smaller 544
cyclone
smell of sandbags
at the door 547
dry grasses
a biddy bid coat
for the dog 548
Pacific moon
between the trees
island song 549
sparkling surf
wave by wave
closer 550
overcast
the dull people
moving slowly 557
drawing water
dawn buckets clatter
in the dark 559 or
drawing water
buckets clatter
in the dark 559A
autumn moon
burning a tunnel
in the night 560
salt air
Kaikoura horizon
within reach 562
looking smaller
the swallows
in autumn 567
fading light
the cicada
solar powered 569 or
fading light
solar powered
cicada 569A
lonely beach
in my pocket
pebbles 574
night time
day time shadows
by another name 581
cooler morning
desiring geese
on the horizon 582
sunless days
the butterflies
falter 588
leaves turning
wind blowing straight
from the pole 590
angel
facing eternity
now obscured 592
cranes
landing gear
longer 593
sudden moon
walking beside
my shadow 599
new moon
the light made
of gossamer 600
another day
butterflies stagger
in surprise 601
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2012-2014
from the Grey Book (pebm) to the end of the Grey Book (varied 29/3/14)
Goose bay -
cray divers
suit up 523
Kaikoura -
with every wave
seaweed sways 525
sunrise
coastal rocks
wrecked 526
flock of birds
find another way -
rising hawk 527
cray pots
staying put
in the tide 529
Kaikoura -
in the waves lips
kelp tips 530
lapping
the scalloped hills -
opal sea 532
standing
in Puka Puka creek -
pylons 533
coastal dawn
terns thick
on the water 534
broken cathedral
pigeons congregate
in the ruins 536 or taking the less is best approach
cathedral
pigeons congregate
in the ruins 536A
Plimmerton
the water dark
with swans 537
the wind
stationary
surfers too 538
sailors
miles from the sea
ships with wheels 540
heavens open
the shags rock
gets smaller 544
cyclone
smell of sandbags
at the door 547
dry grasses
a biddy bid coat
for the dog 548
Pacific moon
between the trees
island song 549
sparkling surf
wave by wave
closer 550
overcast
the dull people
moving slowly 557
drawing water
dawn buckets clatter
in the dark 559 or
drawing water
buckets clatter
in the dark 559A
autumn moon
burning a tunnel
in the night 560
salt air
Kaikoura horizon
within reach 562
looking smaller
the swallows
in autumn 567
fading light
the cicada
solar powered 569 or
fading light
solar powered
cicada 569A
lonely beach
in my pocket
pebbles 574
night time
day time shadows
by another name 581
cooler morning
desiring geese
on the horizon 582
sunless days
the butterflies
falter 588
leaves turning
wind blowing straight
from the pole 590
angel
facing eternity
now obscured 592
cranes
landing gear
longer 593
sudden moon
walking beside
my shadow 599
new moon
the light made
of gossamer 600
another day
butterflies stagger
in surprise 601
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2012-2014