Another tree grows into site so we flit our wings and change our mind, and though the storm reveals a weathered hand, we little birds get whirled around and lose the trail to lonesome lands, a flash of red amongst distant pine, just the hint of a spark to reset our hearts on fire, urges... Continue Reading →
A travellers routine ~ Part 2
Did you read part 1? Yep? Well, Where are we now? In the shade of the day, where the event of the evening meal takes up its usual position (front and center) and always awakens a new lease of life into 4 wearying minds.. To try and articulate the joy with which the evening meal... Continue Reading →
A travellers routine ~ Part 1
I'm not usually one for routine. In fact, I'm not usually one for anything in that department, really; rules, guidelines, limits - all constraining things of that ilk. I've been breaking them so long that they tend to keep their distance nowadays.. But, slowly and slyly, under the delicate threshold of perception, a certain routine... Continue Reading →
Daybreak to nightfall – A New Zealand Adventure
A night watching two towers sees us awaken near to noon, wriggling from the comfort of our sleeping bags and into the bleached light of the new day. This location found close to dark the night before was now clear and resplendent. The sun has just clipped the ice capped mountains of the southern alps... Continue Reading →
Travels changed you.
A multicoloured campervan zooms over the sprawling plains of Hokitika, gathering speed, vanishing and emerging from the mirror haze like an apparition. Tom - Pwhhhoo.. Lets eat now boys? I want food now. What do you think of that boys. Food now? I'm ready if you are. Liam - Oh yeah. Great idea. What about... Continue Reading →
The broken and the damned – a poem
Too broken to remember. Too tired to reform. Teeth pack tight and fall away. Stumble into another day. Take light rain and not the storm. Still far from anyone. At least I know I'm not the sun. - Thanks for looking! If you did enjoy this post, consider following us for more poetry, musings and... Continue Reading →
Alone in the eye of the storm
When you're stuck inside a cyclone, where do you run?
It’s been a while.
Yes, its been a while.. I should probably talk on all the epic adventures we've been having here over the last few weeks in New Zealand - these are surely the things that will entertain and inspire others in their own journeys and ambitions. Somewhere here, experienced but unwritten, await all those remarkable moments that... Continue Reading →
Sounds of the city
The grass is warm underfoot, and the blades are soft and tickle the skin. All around are clusters of people, sitting and talking and happy, their chatter met with the sounds of the city, an endless expanse of radiant white noise. And then there are the skateboarders, all stooped shoulders and oversized shirts, either falling... Continue Reading →