I’ve always said that there is poetry to be found everywhere. You just have to look for it, in your inbox, on the refrigerator, or sometimes hanging from the underside of a dock. And sometimes, it’s perfect just the way it is. So for the 22nd Found Poetry February, this beauty.
Blue rain from a clear sky.
Our world a cube of sunlight –
but to the South
the violet admonition
of thunder.
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Concrete Design
The aged white settler
skin dyed rough brown
surviving on earliest farmland
produced his great masterpiece
with ancestral fascination
but today concrete design
built occupation’s cold future
For Found Poetry February day 21, a little poem from a magnetic word board found at the Wellington Museum. The museum is a delightful little trip through space and time. Click here to find out more.
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
We left Queenstown in the early morning and made our way by auto to the tiny hamlet of Broad Bay, just outside of Dunedin. We took a delightful historic cottage via Air B&B1. Our hosts, Mary and Rick were delightful folks, helpful and charming, kind and respectful of our privacy, we could not have asked for more. Waking up to a front room that is mostly windows with ocean and mountain views was awesome. Continue reading “Wide Eyed Wanderings – Broad Bay, NZ”
Queenstown is the Extreme Sports capital of New Zealand, probably of the world. Name an extreme sport and chances are if it’s not readily available, they can arrange it for you. So what do two, non-sports (much less extreme sports) oriented older people do in Queenstown? We’ve taken the bus into “The Remarkables” shopping area, wandered the town’s back streets and lakeside neighborhoods. We’ve walked along the lake and stopped for tea and scones at a wonderful little coffee shop or two. Been revitalized at the Hilton’s wonderful spa. For our final day of wanderings, we set back across Lake Wakatipu to the Queenstown docks and the Queenstown Gardens. Continue reading “Wide Eyed Wanderings — Queenstown Gardens, New Zealand”
Today we’re off on the “Million Dollar Cruise” of Lake Wakatipu. Our hotel lies across the lake from Queenstown on the Frankton arm, near where the lakes drains into the Kawarau River. We catch the water taxi at the hotel dock to the Queenstown waterfront. There is no market today and with less crowds there is more time to enjoy the waterfront itself. We linger for a bit enjoying the sites and some found poetry. Continue reading “Lake Wakatipu, Queenstown, NZ”
Wide Eyed Wonderings 