PLAYGROUND OF WELLNESS
A seesaw movement of mood
exaggerated at both ends
forcing me to hold on so hard
that it is the only reason
I don't fall off
If I could find a way to navigate
the playground of wellness
I must first experience everything
the playground has to offer
Ups, downs and psychosis
must first be experienced before
taking the model railway to wellness
The seats are small and I'm
afraid I might fall off
Taking the first step away
from the playground
I make it to the meadow
of well-being
It is an affirmative step
that I must consciously make.
Do I hide in the shadows
of this playground?
Or do I decisively walk away?
- M.F.
DIVE RIGHT IN
The words flow from the pen
slowly viscous like honey from a spoon
Wanting to taste and feel and hear and see
A feast for the senses
If only I could become a part of it
Just dive right in
Immersing myself in the poem
and having it cling to me
A barrier against illiteracy
A protective education
If I can express myself in
as few words as possible
I will be happy
- M.F.
QUESTIONS TO PONDER
What is more important?
What goes on it?
or what is in it?
A head is not just a shape
an object
for hats and glasses to perch upon.
A head is full of thoughts
and ideas
useful and destructive
helpful and not so.
Full of memories
which do we value and treasure?
the successes?
or the failures?
Why do some
remind themselves of their failures?
while others can hold onto their successes?
A head needs to be maintained
and cultivated
so it can be productive
and grow the best crop possible.
- Christine Philp
A HAT, BEING WELL
If well being was a hat
it would be well fitting
A good fit doesn’t slip
holds tight in the wind
adjusts to a preferred angle
It keeps off the rain
and the burning sun
shading the eyes so
Life’s detail is clearly seen
This Well Being Hat is So Cool!
It struts down the street
saying “Look at me; I am OK”
It lifts in cordial greetings to friends,
and at days’ end it flies buoyantly
through the air, to land on the bed
- Kate Jenkins
CONTENT TO SEE
A kitten runs curiously from box to bag
a child escapes outdoors
to a garden playground of thought and task
the teenager runs, and shouts to the hills
and an OE generation boards a plane
I walk slower now, content to see
the many things I raced past in youth
but longing still for the resounding silence of the mountains
augmented by the trill of a lone bird
as clear splashing water explores the rocks
in its downhill rush between tussocks and rare alpine herbs
to join a beech hidden river
a boulder gorge, a tight high waterfall
then the fast meandering of reed coated flats
Content with memory I find
my eyes more active
seeing in detail one path on the road from home
my neighbours’ garden
and a baby tūī going
joyous on flax
- Kate Jenkins
- Pauline
BUYING A HAT
- Pauline
EXPLORATION
Wellbeing
Sits waiting
Patiently
Wondering
Where you've gone
Knowing
Having faith
That you will find
Your own way back
To how things
Were
Before
Things
Happened
Buying a hat
One would think
Would be unimportant
If one had no head
A hat
Bobbing about
No nose
No eyes
No mouth
No ruffled hair
Blowing in the
Wind
No smile
No angry glare
No tears
No fearful glance
A covering only
Sitting on shoulders
Empty
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