Tuesday Poem – There Must Have Been a Reason

 for my presence at a meeting

the week before it happened

for me to dress in suitable attire

and move my winter legs

into the chill


past the fresh dug grave

in the churchyard to the  bus stop

by the café

where the sign still reads

‘Índian restaurant opening soon.’

Yes there must have been a reason

for my rush to be on time

a week early.


Perhaps it was that moment of acceptance

of autumn leaves squashed into the mud

half brown camellias dropped on greasy paths 

and the darkness of the river

beneath the dilute sun.

Or the once close friends

whose eager greeting

melted through my frozen thoughts.


It could have been

the way my glasses misted

in the warmth of the indoors

the lunch with me alone

at the long table.


I think it was the walking home

past the grave

taken now

and in the trees above

the buds which dared to fatten in the frost.

I hope this poem speaks for itself.  I would have stayed home on that day but the thought of meeting with writer friends at the Dux de Lux, in the Arts Centre,  Christchurch and enjoying discussion and jollility, drew me out.  I would have missed out on a poem if there had been a meeting. 🙂 The above is the graveyard on a much nicer day.

This poem was published in the New Zealand Poetry Society’s 2011  anthology ‘Ice Diver ‘

Please return to Tuesday Poets and read Tim Jones’ editorial  feature on Alistair Te Ariki Campbell’s beautiful poem,’Why Don’t You Talk To Me?’  And remember to scroll down the side bar to check out other Tuesday Poems posted for your delight this week.