Your coffee
frothing in a lucky cup —
drink me!
photo + haiku by rachel mcalpine CC BY-NC 2.0
Your coffee
frothing in a lucky cup —
drink me!
photo + haiku by rachel mcalpine CC BY-NC 2.0
Rock star family
daddy rose, mummy rose and little baby rose
flaunting celebrity blood
and posing
Poem and photo by Rachel McAlpine CC BY-NC 2.0
My brain works
with grey shapes heaving
and words building, building.
Poem and photo by Rachel McAlpine CC BY-NC 2.0
Blue shell of a sky
sitting upstairs like a sunhat
waiting for its poem
Poem and photo by Rachel McAlpine CC BY-NC 2.0
Stone, rain, sea, hill —
they have their way, they have their say.
Wind has a goal, tree has a will.
Sing the ceiling of starlight and sunlight,
and sing the feeling of sandhill and tussock
and cloud, sky, wood, clay, world.
Work, watch, love, save.
Here is the time, now is the place.
See what we have, see what we’ve lost.
Sing the colours of thunder and sunrise,
and sing the shimmer of bellbird and blackbird
and moon, lake, tree, day, world.
Blue, gold, red, green
melt in our eyes, wake up the day,
mix up the night, violet and grey.
Sing the circle of trumpets and colours,
and sing the silver of dreamers and lovers,
and stone, rain, cloud, clay, world.
Dark, day, fire, hail.
Here is the time, now is the place.
They have their will, they have their way.
Sing the measure of solstice and winter,
and sing the seasons of stretching and waiting,
and sea, moon, rain, sand, world.
~ Rachel McAlpine CC BY 2.0
NOTE: “World” is one of 14 New Zealand poems in the song cycle Shaky Places.
You glisten
like that skinless
diving helmet
that bubble that pads
and isolates and listens
and lets other people
leap in, be wrong
or right
or different
that space
whispering
over the page
~ Rachel McAlpine (poem & photo of 3 birds) CC BY 2.0