Karekare
the dunes are green with marram
and pale with spinifex
one nudges me
tracks everywhere
rusted studs below the cliffs
buggy lines foot traffic
wasps and wasp impersonators
hover over pohutukawa
plump with rain
there has been a drought
days above rain bearing clouds
long before full dams
the breeze changes
and the spinifex returns
wheeling all the time
lines on the cliff come
into focus fine and plump
roots responsible
my tea has cooled
and reached the height
of sand
a spinifex sneaks by
the corner of my eye
the front of my eye
when tilted upwards
receives the beautiful beach
below the milky sky