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Thursday, 18 February 2016

Where does my heart lie?

Where the weka prances
between the bushes of native New Zealand. 

Where the wind whistles, 
calling my name through deep forest.

Where the flax feeds the tui 
as if it’s his child. With his seeds he provides.

Where the water feels like there are one thousand people
fanning you as you jump in.

That's where my heart lies.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Ollie your poem is massively awesome I like the bit where you say calling my name though the deep forest.