Rod Morris Poems

Whenever you see a rainbow you know somewhere there's rain.
Whenever you hear someone cry you know deep down there's pain.

Whenever you stand and gaze at stars or a moon that's silver bright.
Whenever you lay your head to sleep you know day surely follows night.
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Two lonely-hearts meet by the sea enjoy the scent the scene.
Two lonely hearts meet by the sea in search of the same dream.

Two lonely hearts with but one wish to meet their one desire.
Two lonely hearts become as one their senses set afire.
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I look forward to the summer and the things we like to do,
Like open up the garage and wheel out the barbecue.
Perhaps you've got a built in and you need to chop some wood,
Smoke-flavoured steak and onions are really very good.
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As day is coming to an end, our eyes turn to the west
The sun seeks out the silent hills to hide behind and rest.
With one last burst of energy once more it covers all,
Pinks, greys, and all between, the beckoning nightfall.
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Learned secrets of my land,
of cool snowflake and warm white sand.
Of mighty trees that stand so tall,
whispering grass, of moreporks call.
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The shadow we cast from the day of our birth,

Till the day that we die is the sum of our worth.
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Aeons before the Moriori, and long before the Maori.
This land was ruled by nature, the king of all was kauri.
The moa roamed in freedom, it had no one to fear.
Virgin forests straight and tall, without the rampant deer.
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I met her on a wild seashore, wild and yet serene.
Lightning flashed thunder crashed; wind blew fresh and keen.
I felt her arm encircle me; I felt the stinging sand.
I knew she was seducing me between the sea and land.
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Life's an Itch - Scratch It
Panoramas unending, exciting the senses to sights so mind-bending.
Watch sunrise from the east, colourful clouds, and artistic feast.
Morning mists float over lake; before too long they dissipate.
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Nature's Wavelength
The silent sound of wilderness is a breeze that quietly blows,
It's understood by those in tune who hear the ebbs and flows.
The awesome sound of storm-born waves crashing on the sand,
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