Thursday, July 9, 2015

Stiff, naked and proud

I can see so far on this crisp cold day
to the blue mountain fortress far far away
and the matchbox traffic
crossing an invisible bridge,
a moving window flashing in the sun;
the neighbouring suburbs' trees
and gabled roofs right and left
to reach our liquid amber 
standing up front- 
stiff, naked and proud.

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