Thursday, May 19, 2005

the morning after

molten morning

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

papamoa beach sunset

beach sunset

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Brought to you by the #9

8.25PM May 4, 1996.

Nine years today, Mum.

The shadows of feeling
Walk my dreams in the night
Barely remembered
As day brings its light
Those indelible lessons
Of what's wrong and what's right
Are buried so deep
Hidden here in plain sight
But though I may grip them
Oh, tighter than tight
Recollection sprouts wings
And memories take flight