Poem

                                                             Matariki

I turn into a bird then I fly into the night sky,
I see the seven stars of Matariki in the clear bright night,
I land on Matariki and I said "Oh wow",
I hear the people in Aoatearoa at the Matariki Ball,
I smell the yum kai and I hear the music at the Matariki Ball.

By Karl Plessius.

Dreams

Oh, the dreams that pass through my head, oh the dreams,
Some about war, some about kingdoms, kings and queens.
The dreams about war have officers shouting orders, the noise of gunfire, the screams of soldiers that have been hit,
The dreams about kingdoms, kings and queens have the king marching on parade, the knights charging in to battle.
Sometimes I wake with the sheets twisted around me,
From tossing and turning as if I've been fighting,
Fighting the wars?
Fighting the knights?
Or fighting my dreams?




By Karl