Through the Mist

This week we were invited by the Kohukohu Library in the far North of the North Island to enter their poetry competition. What a surprise! So we did. Here are some of the poems created in response to their theme of 'mist' which is something special anywhere - the atmosphere, the mystery, the sense of isolation, perhaps even a spiritual experience? Mist is many things to many people. Enjoy these four poems from our creative writers!

 

FRIEND OR FOE 

Mist
Is it a friend?
Is it a Foe?

To me
Mist is a friend
Because it's very helpful

At night time, if you're up late
Mist will be there to save the day
Why?

Since night time is dark
Especially at midnight
It's the best time for mist to appear

Mist appears in different colours
But is very light
Also big

So if your travelling
Late at night
The mist can guide you home

That is why
I think mist is a friend
Because it always can appear 

In your time of need


- Julia Godfrey

m i s t

Descending stealthily

On valley ridge


Spreading damp white fingers into

Crags and crevasses of

Eroded landscape


Softening pointed caps of

Planted pine


Spreading quietly with

Loud effect


m i s t . . .

- Pauline

MIST

shapes forms

emerge dissolve

ethereal


creatures trees

ridge lines

shapes


mist substance

liquid light

reflected


sunshine moonlight

cold water

upright



- Kate Jenkins

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Kapuka Taumahaka ki Otepoti

- Mt Cargill, Dunedin -

the cloud forest on the hill

soaks up moisture

sets itself for scratch growth

between volcanic boulders

unseen in the blanket of droplets

frequenting the upper slopes

sun fractures and reflections

shine grey or white

chilling rare micro-plants

moulded by this solitary climate

leaflet, moss and lichen

incredible wee shapes peek from

this mist pendent beneath the summit

wilting damp onto farms below

a halo light bright

emerging fading dissolving

- Kate Jenkins