Month: May 2020

Ebbed Out, Not Effed Up

by Ebb Then Flood

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‘Ebbed Out, Not Effed Up’

So, the tide has ebbed and gone out.

Your flow has flown, so to speak.

Maybe it’s a rock bottom.

Or perhaps you’re just lying on the mud and silt; motionless, hanging onto your ropes and reflecting only yourself dimly.

But, you are not f**ked up, not finished yet – the next tide will come to re-purpose you – just you wait and see!

Freight Train Passing

by Ebb Then Flood

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‘Freight Train Passing’

Looking down to Judge’s Bay from the tranquility of the rose garden , I am met with the clattering noise of a freight train .It’s on the main trunk line, laden with shipping containers, bound for god knows where.

If the peace is momentarily shattered, I am actually comforted by the rumble from the tracks beneath me and the brute ugliness of the containers and rusty carriages.

For it signifies “business as usual”.

For all the strictures of lockdown and pandemic-fueled economic recession, the passing train and its cargo tell me that normal activity is actually happening out there.

Good shit headed for people who will do good shit with it…

Guiding Light

by Ebb Then Flood

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‘Guiding Light’

 

When it all gets a bit tangled and gloomy, we all need a guiding light, someone or something, to see us through.

Song for the day, to match, from Television’s classic 1977 debut album, ‘Marquee Moon’:

  “Guiding light, guiding light

          guiding through these nights”

 

Forbidden Garden

by Ebb Then Flood

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‘Forbidden Garden’

I know, with a headline like that, you might expect something exotic and mysterious.

The answer, in the case of the walled garden and fountain at Auckland’s Parnell Rose Gardens, is not like that at all. The garden is simply locked during lockdown, and I had to make do with a shot though a gap in the iron gates on the weekend.

There is nothing, however, like not being able to do or have something to make you f**king want it all the more.

Frustrating!

Adam and Eve, back in the day, didn’t put up with a little frustration in the Garden of Eden. They can take all the blame…