The Taniwha crept into the harbour,
Trapping the city in its dragon breath.
At loss, trapped, beneath high pressure power,
A lid of cloud, that needed sun with teeth.
We drove up to the lid, in search of blue,
And found a hole, from which we could peak-a-boo.
Wellington and its harbour hills, no clue
To when the sun would burn the Taniwha.
© Sarah Lee, 2011
______________________________________________
Joining in with Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop –
I chose prompt 4.) Write a poem inspired by the word “Loss”.
Related posts
August 20, 2015 After the Wellington winds, the stillness… a poem
October 31, 2014 Prose for Thought – Halloween
July 18, 2013 Prose for Thought | Life’s Flow
June 23, 2013 The winter solstice storm that struck Wellington, June 2013 | A Poem
May 10, 2013 The colourful side of the wind in Wellington
August 22, 2012 The Gallery | Sky
What amazing photo’s and combined with the words the picture is complete
Loved this – the whole thing: pics and words. So atmospheric. Thanks – Shah. X
http://wordsinsync.blogspot.com/2011/08/fresh-monday-madness-linky-plus-poem.html
Popped in to say hi from SITS! What beautiful words….
Lovely poem, loved the “sun with teeth”. Great pics to go along with the imagery of the words.
Beautiful poem. I love the journey that you led me on. It was beautiful.
Lovely beyond words. 🙂 The pictures hooked me in before I could read what you’d written. Keep it up!
enjoyed reading thisÂ
my mind thinking of you, Sophie and Alice
cool photos 🙂
Indeed just so atmospheric…those pictures just tell a hundred stories…and the words indeed do them justice…just magical !!