Small Stone # 9 January 2013

in the deep cold pool I felt the draining of a day’s cares

a sliver of sunshine warming my back

an unlikely friendship and therefore utopian

Aongatete lodge


Author: Jo Bryant

I was born in the land of Banjo Paterson, gum trees, and weather extremes. I am a freelance writer. I live in the Bay of Plenty, New Zealand, but still like to claim my Australian heritage. I graduated with a Bachelor of Communications in 2008. I am writing my first novel. I love to write poetry, short stories, and also write for the web. And there is nothing that is on a par with a sunny summer's day spent at Waihi Beach.

26 thoughts on “Small Stone # 9 January 2013”

    1. I did. I climbed up on this rock and sprung up and in to the water.

      I couldn’t actually breathe for a minute it was so cold at first. But once you got used to it it was marvelous.


      1. Oh no! Doesn’t that just figure? I’m glad you could see well enough to get home safely. But you know…maybe looking at the world through the softness of the scene without glasses could make for some interesting pictures…?


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