On The Walk Way. - Poem by Michael Walker
The long concrete walk way runs along the lakeside
of Taupo, the town where I slept last night in a motel
which was close to the action across the road.
I saw young joggers and older people on the walk way
heading towards the distant main street;
soon after I power walked some kilometres
which took well over an hour in the forenoon.
A few swimmers were out there testing the waters,
while a water-skier was far out, towed by a jet boat
and a colourful hang glider hovered above
and I heard the small waves rippling on the shore,
as a cool wind was blowing in from the water
and all of this made the power walk a breeze.
-15 February 2020.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
On the walk, 'I put myself in the scene, at the scene', as C.K. Stead expressed it.
Taupo is a special place for me, because my father lies buried in a soldier's grave there.
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