Poetry Writings Artwork and stories from Neil Furby

Jan 10, 2006 at 22:08 o\clock

First Poetry reading of the year

NewZealand Poetry Society Presents


The Southern Cross Garden, Bar and Restaurant 35 Able Smith Street  



Monday 20th of February 06


Starts at 7:30 pm          Open


 Mic for all





Proudly Sponsored by
The Southern Cross Garden Bar and Restaurant





Jan 10, 2006 at 21:58 o\clock



Me with cheese smile and target practise sign

Baby poem I wrote for a new born baby on txt message on request

New poetry business !!!

Precious new born / two tiny feet/two tiny hands /adorable little face/sent to us on angels wing/ To love and cherish/always



Jan 10, 2006 at 21:44 o\clock

Car nage No 11

    (((This is a true I used to live in the Bay)))) Neil  

Hills fold dark in Pukerua Bay

The deadly plot unfolds

 The rain plays a soft tattoo on tin roofs

On this Sunday afternoon

Below the car snake winds its way south

The road way is wetting

At the shops an ambulance sits in wait

Coiled for the kill


 The trap is set


In the hissing convoy someone slips

And the carnage begins

That noise the tear of metal

The killing machine wails

The master now the slave

The metal beasts strike out

Soft bodies impale against the shards

Bones snap heads smash

Red paints the scene

Breathe shallows or silences


The snake stops

disbelive and shock

The siren seranade begins

A theatre of rescue arrives

This a death scene and battle maim

Sweep up the damage  and the dead

Whisk away the players

Let the snake move on its way


Till the next next  rainy day


@Neil W Furby





Jan 4, 2006 at 01:56 o\clock


And we never looked each other in the eye

Nor did our hands touch

Or my lips never brushed your cheek


In this mourning time of ending

I rummage my memory to hear your voice lilt

And ponder on your written lines


Were we mere fragments in space?

Without bodies who can read the signs

Salty tears and salty seas I salute you