Tuesday, January 2, 2018

James Walton #89 Venus Bay, New Year's Day




we drive over to your sister’s
on a day shiny and crisp
as porcelain
the tide wild
in a thousand Hokusai
the flags only metres apart
zinced oiled kids slosh around
sea line hallucinates
big frog clouds blurp horizons
my heart is awash
like our first kiss
I was too shy to give
a ring in tern
among the gulls
all one flight
when the eagle passes
surf club posters
Greek Indian Italian nights
ten dollars plus trivia
Mark bellows hey brother
a voice you can hear
all the way to Croatia
an elder has a stick
in case of snakes
joyful bevies of children run
skittish Christmas lights
splashing away of parents
teenagers baulk time
afternoon shakes free
the sun a gentle underline






3 comments:


  1. I could sense it all. Marvelous.

    Looks like I'm back in Oz for good now. At my son's place in Fitzroy for a few days now, catching up with him - and trying to get rid of a nasty Shanghai cold - then to my mate's property outside Tallarook, where I might camp awhile.

    We'll have to meet up, you and me, one of these days.

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  2. count me in there Robbie. This is a hellish good one. I wanted to choose a line and you can't. I was rolling like a walrus several times.

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