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WORLD POETRY DAY<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
Sometimes words
are not enough
when we are frozen and
days are too tough
when laughter has faded and
life leaves us jaded and
words must carry us
through time\u2019s aching caverns<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Groans too deep for words
interceding;
for us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sometimes words
dance with life and
sparkle like rivers with joy and
wide-open skies
where ribbons of light
shatter dark nights
where anthems of day
resound in your pain<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Eternity\u2019s poetry streaming through history
interceding;
for us<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Words about worlds and worlds about words
skipping through ages and surging in twirls
of uncontainable hope
through life\u2019s trembling flow<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A poem for the coronation of King Charles III by Wellington Resident Poet, Liz Carter<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
Wellington welcomes you
With May jubilation
as we join with the nation
on this weekend of your coronation
We celebrate as we meet on our streets
And embrace days to come as summer greets\u2014
May the tang of our future be sweet. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
As you take your sceptre and the weight of your crown
As you remember your forebears and stand proud on new ground
We gather around
With the bitter-sweet imprint of recent loss
And the cost that you paid for your brand new day
The sound of her voice never far away <\/p>\n\n\n\n
May your reign be established with a kingdom of grace
Where justice and mercy fill up every space
Where royalty\u2019s tapestry is woven anew
With kindness and goodness and all things true.
May your anointing as King ring out peals of peace
And years of wars to cease. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Charles Philip Arthur George
From nineteen forty-eight
Now head of state
As you take your life of service
Bring your kingly duty to the surface
May you be filled with cheer
And may you be blessed with years. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
In all our pageantry,
In all our ceremony,
We will light you a beam of hope
And we will dream a dream of our own
a vision of streets where all are known
a community to tend all who feel alone. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
So may you know the warmth of welcome
In every street you walk;
In all the places you talk
Of visions of justice and interruptions of poverty
Of the defending of faith and the protection of equality
Of lands of conservation and towns of restoration
Of your generous reputation in the weary corners of our nation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n