Author: Jo Bryant

I was born in the land of Banjo Paterson, gum trees, and weather extremes. I am a freelance photographer. I love to make images that make people happy. To capture forever a precious moment. I am also a freelance writer/editor. 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.
life, New Zealand, news, People, Personal, Thoughts

New Zealand is as racist as F**!

Jo Bryant

There is an article in the New Zealand Herald that got me thinking this morning. It helped me think about something else than the chaos in my home from kitchen renovations. More on that later. Siena Yates: TV3's in house war over Taika's racist comment. This is a good take on racism here in New… Continue reading New Zealand is as racist as F**!

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Animals, Digitally Altered Photography, My Photos, Pets

Jackie

Jo Bryant

Digitally Altered Photography, My Photos, New Zealand, Travel, Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

Jo Bryant

My Photos, New Zealand, People

Lens Culture: Street Photography Awards 2018

Jo Bryant

So people...this is my entry. I would love it if you would click on the link here. Then you could do 1 or 2 things. Or both. Click on the 'favourite' star. Share on Facebook. You could enter yourself as well. One entry is free.      

Memiors, My Poetry, People, Personal, Poetry, writing

Two-Headed Coin

Jo Bryant

You said you’d love me, till I lay cold in a box of walnut with silver handles; now I turn the electric blanket to two, and keep my socks on at night. You promised to wear your ring with pride, but melted it down for thirty dollars, You wanted to fall asleep inside me; rock… Continue reading Two-Headed Coin

Articles, Blogging, Funny Stuff, Interesting Facts, Thoughts, writing

There’s something about St. Patrick’s Day

Jo Bryant

I’ve been told there a wee bit of Irish in my ancestry. As St. Patrick’s Day nears I have a suspicion that a great many people suddenly develop ancestral ties to the land of the Blarney Stone. It’s on my bucket list – to visit the Emerald Isle and plant a big wet one on… Continue reading There’s something about St. Patrick’s Day

Animals, My Photos, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Personal, Pets, Poetry, writing

Love

Jo Bryant

she speaks in the way she moves her purr at my touch silences me

Interesting Facts, life, People, Personal

Saturday’s Child

Jo Bryant

Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go. Friday's child is loving and giving Saturday's child works hard for a living But the child born on the Sabbath Day Is fair and wise and good and gay. *** Saturday's… Continue reading Saturday’s Child

Animals, My Photos, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Pets, Poetry, writing

The Hunt

Jo Bryant

Rounded yellow eyes track movement up a wall, life’s short

Animals, Birds, My Photos, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, New Zealand, Poetry, writing

Tui

Jo Bryant

standing out amongst the dawn chorus a lone Tui takes the solo