Best Auckland Poems
Down Town Auckland On a Bench With a Habit and a PenI am the environmentalist in love with wine,
my shoulders carry and reside in the cutting edge side of life,
the establishment craves to be the human race
while I stroll the memories of “Sailor fields”
amongst ancient Jurassic stone.
Is this! The only...
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Categories:
auckland, angst, drug,
Form:
Free verse
A Hot Time In Auckland City“METROPOLIS BLUES”
The elemental wind
curls in from the north east,
sublime salon creations in
disarray, in grimy profusion
inventiveness subsides.
The town clock strikes out,
within ear shot, a bench seat plays
host to a cast of thousands.
Soon! succulent rotting form to be
replaced by concrete.
“A dental job needed
for those poor little...
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Categories:
auckland, angst, confusion,
Form:
Free verse