tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92721812011-07-09T06:09:15.001+12:00Under the hillSporadic musings with little consistency. Includes poetry, ramblings and brain fluff.Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9272181.post-17123302491066551852010-07-02T15:18:00.012+12:002010-07-02T15:50:16.584+12:00Cutlerydreaming<br />of finger<br />tips<br /><br />gentlescratchyhair<br /><br />s l ow l y<br /><br />s l o w l y<br />faster<br /><br />sighs and murmurs<br />q...uivers<br />and shakes<br /><br /> b l<br /> i<br /> i tt<br /> l<br /> g e<br /><br />spoon<br /><br />I quite like the look of this one, with the fun layout.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9272181-1712330249106655185?l=palaceunderthehill.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9272181.post-84159043432059623032010-04-09T16:16:00.001+12:002010-04-09T16:16:45.707+12:00Light PollutionLight Pollution<br /><br />The night sky is fuzzed<br />neon spilling everywhere<br /><br />I know the stars are shining<br />but they’re all out of focus<br /><br />I remember - <br />tucked into the Coromandel coast - <br />Waikawau Bay at midnight<br />far away from brassy brash<br />Auckland<br /><br />the night sky was dark<br />everything sharp.<br /><br />I could see you there<br />the only light we need is the moon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9272181-8415904343205962303?l=palaceunderthehill.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9272181.post-21820658173330460772010-01-05T16:50:00.000+13:002010-01-05T16:50:59.820+13:00Fresh shiny yearI have been so terribly amiss in posting anything at all here. I really should get around to more poetry. And so here's something from a couple years ago.<br /><br /><b>this new year</b><br /><br />I’m piebald<br />new skin growing<br />a shade lighter<br />hasn’t seen the sun<br />for many years<br /><br />sometimes<br />it itches<br /><br />and here's my 2010 edited version<br /><br /><b>this new year</b><br /><br />I’m piebald<br /><br />new skin <br />grown in<br /><br />a shade lighter<br />hasn’t seen sun<br />for a few years<br /><br />Thin<br />prone to burns<br /><br />sometimes<br />it itches<br /><br />as I tan.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9272181-2182065817333046077?l=palaceunderthehill.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9272181.post-28126352418122699952009-09-02T16:17:00.001+12:002009-09-02T16:21:46.138+12:00LoverI lack the art<br />of line and shadow <br /><br />Your curves do not delineate <br />captive in my mind<br /><br />And so to detail<br />your intertwinedness <br /><br />I create a new <br />pictorial form<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9272181-2812635241812269995?l=palaceunderthehill.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9272181.post-79973847468051076512009-05-07T14:02:00.000+12:002009-05-07T14:03:19.079+12:00Real-life loveDeconstructing love<br /><br />i. <br /><br />The spoon fed storybook notion.<br /><br />A bubble of soft-focus<br />soap opera, <br />satin skin, shining eyes<br />oil on the lens.<br /><br />Gasps of undulating desire,<br />smouldering looks of passion;<br />'we are so in love' they say,<br />so in love and such<br />a perfect size 8.<br /><br />Film my soap opera<br /><br />actress.<br /><br />Wax bubbles<br />on the duct-taped candle<br />in its holder<br />pragmatism <br />next to schmaltz<br /><br />A sheen of sweat,<br />this is exercise<br />mirthful eyes<br />in sheer comedy<br />that the parts fit<br />loud groans,<br />queefs threaten belly laughter;<br /><br />my body makes sure<br />I don't run away<br />with fairy-tale sentimentality.<br /><br /><br />ii.<br /><br />Speak of love<br /><br />When murmuring<br />sweet nothings <br /><br />Realism muscles in<br /><br />a frantic fanning<br />of the bed sheets,<br />distinct confirmation<br />you did indeed<br />have curry for dinner.<br /><br />iii. <br /><br />In Repose<br /><br />lay your head on his chest<br />hear your name in his heart beat<br />move your cheek<br />from his itchy chest hair.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9272181-7997384746805107651?l=palaceunderthehill.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9272181.post-59572561183378774952009-05-06T11:27:00.002+12:002009-05-06T11:35:49.983+12:00HinerangiDedicated to the daughter of a dear friend of mine.<br /><br />Hinerangi<br /><br />i. brushed your<br /> hair last night<br /> after you<br /> rescued<br /> your kidnapped<br /> brother<br /><br /> - out of the way<br /> for your birthday<br /><br /> clever hine<br /><br />ii. the thin strands<br /> fine strands<br /> of your hair<br /> my hair<br /> your mothers hair<br /><br /> slip<br /><br /> beneath the hair brush<br /> catching occasionally<br /> on minute tangles<br /> travelled<br /> piece by piece<br /><br /> by my fingers<br /> my mother's fingers<br /> your mother's fingers<br /><br />iii. we plait<br /><br /> plait together<br /> all the<br /> strands<br /> hands<br /> lives<br /> Hine<br /><br /><br />Note: Hine is a popular Maori girls name. It also translates (singular and plural) to girl.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9272181-5957256118337877495?l=palaceunderthehill.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08502723266123693213noreply@blogger.com0