Bora born
Bon voyage _
Sunday morning sweats a flood tide along the
marlin jetty's stressed out slipper grey bollards.
Sun seeker people shuffle loose lines of flesh
past photographers' redeemed pied staged portraits
their services decidedly in demand.
Curious collections of happiness pass
in families of cultures feigning ignorance.
Black clothed white skins in tropical madness
presage sympathy blunders from post card friends
when bodies blend in summer sizzled burnt bliss.
From the glassed in bridge there's action a plenty
the captain quarter decks the crew, someone's late.
Ropes hold while he's distracted by the bursar
who pirouettes in his arms, then feints backwards
in a slow french kiss of unrealised delights.
Photographed, tagged, the late wayward couple
run the gang plank while the deck crew automates.
Powered up the big cat sucks then bites current
eddies in a slow hello they've come to know
a salubrious mix sun lovers revive.
- O -
© feb 2012 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
marlin jetty's stressed out slipper grey bollards.
Sun seeker people shuffle loose lines of flesh
past photographers' redeemed pied staged portraits
their services decidedly in demand.
Curious collections of happiness pass
in families of cultures feigning ignorance.
Black clothed white skins in tropical madness
presage sympathy blunders from post card friends
when bodies blend in summer sizzled burnt bliss.
From the glassed in bridge there's action a plenty
the captain quarter decks the crew, someone's late.
Ropes hold while he's distracted by the bursar
who pirouettes in his arms, then feints backwards
in a slow french kiss of unrealised delights.
Photographed, tagged, the late wayward couple
run the gang plank while the deck crew automates.
Powered up the big cat sucks then bites current
eddies in a slow hello they've come to know
a salubrious mix sun lovers revive.
- O -
© feb 2012 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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