Te Arai Point
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Bright sun lit the sky and I lit a joint
and the mood was gay and our spirits free;
when headed for the coast, Te Arai Point,
on that long dusty trail through Forestry.
Back to an age of “substance” over style -
a DB or ten in the tussock grass
but the gulf wind off Great Barrier Isle
blew waves to the shore and sand up my ar-se!
Soon a campfire did blaze a windward chill
when long into the night its flame we’d stoke,
and gazed at the stars till we had our fill
with magic silver bullets up in smoke.
And when the sun rose over the beachhead
it fell the dunes and raised the living dead.
Written: March 1995
The year was 1977.
DB is a brand of beer
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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