the playhouse
Sold
my house is on fire
wide awake asleep
house in shadow
the princess sleeps
hope is a seed
this song is yours
nesting
under a cloud
coming loose
I am exhausted by you
hope comes in strange shapes
growing pains
Loosely Held
Oh the weight of it
Pull me from my Slumber
Valley of Dry Bones
night holding onto day
rain on hot asphalt
Where the sea greets the sky
117 stairs to pontoon bay – Mangawhai
night walks
