seeing you spread

on an orange floor made me realise
how lonely i was
and she was wearing her maroon jacket
how lovely she was

french connexion

remember that hug in cuba outside the farm and million lights came to spark
i was the political poet and you the busy activist i went to the tibet rally
and somewhere it slowed down
for over a week you have million friends
as ships look set for picton
and northerlies blew first on park bench
under the aluminium globe
it was love
and at ten burger king was disturbed

the storm

kept tearing at auckland
wellington and greens and leaves and moisture on sunday windows

mom

mom thought it was okay if i drew
and kachori felt it was good
but i coated the square boxes
and made cartoons out of my parents
and learned how to draw a shoe
mom smiled

owl

the wise owl sat in class IV
a few pages before arthur pulled
his sword and merlin watched
in ink

red post office

and you
wanted to collect my little pictures of parrots and roses bathed in crAyon
as i rushed through santa cruz plane garden post office
in feb 1993
long ago