**it was there and now its gone**

An Epiphany of sorts....

I photographed something today, which captured something so simple but made me think... "i just took a picture of a moment in time that has gone, that many people may have missed and that no-one will see again" now i know that's kinda silly because any picture you take is a moment in time and you'll never get it back and thus the reason for the picture, a record, a memory of sorts. but it took taking pictures of 8am fog in ponsonby and then going back to bed (johnny Bravo cartoons, woot woot!) getting up again at 10 and it had gone.

the result

Lay On

i was wandering through a simple word doc titled "poems" and found a couple i forgot that i had written, but quite like so i thought i'd share. its late, and i'm sleeply awake, so ignore spelling/grammer errors... hell its poetry. grammer and puncuation doesn't come into it!!!

Laying on the ground
dry but still a fresh green
He explains encounterswith the grass
of the dying corn textured variety
lay on your back
head towards the sky
shield your eyes
turn towards
he's looking into you now
lie on your stomach
legs on the slope,
one bare foot touches the earth
the other an ankle
of the male variety

and another... older still
Untitled
Darkness i wish was lit with candles
a single bulb above the stairs
they are rickidy and creak
underfoot
and i'm afraid to wake you at the bott0m
it is dark in my cave
there is a hint of life
peaking out from your door
yet i ignore
and avoid you gaze, cause i know i'm not wanted anymore
or ever. at all?

that'll do. Bedtime.
Ness

not too much higher, thank you

someone stole my umbrella a little sod got boring with his one eX

there wasd Trainspotting DVD for 6bucks in tauranga, should have brought it cause i fell so alive

genes most likely to hate me the mody.

i'm a terrible person, see now i said t

Vaesssa

word vomit

mhmm,
nothings been writen for a while, i should post about my chch trip but i think i'll show pictures instead. then you might get some ness word vomit (if your good).. life is plodding along slowly. and by slowly we mean slowly sometimes, except at work when your to do is like exactly 1 refil page long *one to do per line!* with various call numbers for the stupid service desk in the margin. i almost wrote margarine. which is not as nice as butter by the way. but back to the where abouts of nessa-kins. well last weekend she was in chch. and this is what she captured on film (after buying new batteries cause murphy made her others run out!

this is looking up from the chch catherdral (the big big big one!) 147 stairs to the top. and yes i did walk to the top.

this one is of the catherdral (yes i know i've spelt that wrong) reflected in a building across the road

this one is of the celing of part of the church. pretty. and oh so very high.

yep. that'll do, cause blogger is so not as cool as OD or even my Bebo blog, and hates me when i attempt to show off things (aka photos of a building) that is prettier than it is. yesh i'm a tad crazy this evening. please blame the tiredness of a ness that has been up since 6am and been working since 7:15. she is tired. ... oh and without further ado. some really bad, half drunken... i mean i drunk half a bottle of wine while i was cooking, before i starting word vomiting...the wine didn't come up... most of it was ina cream sauce. mmmmm cream sauce.... (which andrew... this is cute 6 foot 4 andrew from Chch not.... *cough cough unemployed and emo mcCartney A,** made and added wait for it.... *vegos hide* kangaroo meat. *vegos cover your eyes* it was Soooooo tasty.... my imitation to show off for flatmate and brother did not have austrailan icon in it. it has muscles. but still was nice.... ok poem time..

She lay awake in thought of you
listen to your secrets
whispered the wind
durning a witching hour
with insomaic tendencies
and her brain a washing machine
or a dog with a toy
tug and tear, toss and turnw
here are they going?
who are we?
where to? what next?

unsure, uncertain
to shy to be bold
its different with him
the hearts warm and open

and scared and afraid behind it shell
she waits and she watched
and thinks she is wrong

to casual to care...if shes there or she's gone?