Bora born
Ripples in time _
His voice drops in on a melody with a
familiar fine hello, a friendly affair.
A rhythm from yesteryear somehow presents
dropped into a cadence from decades past when
cairns wrapped itself around you in tropic bliss.
Time out before the elvis movie big screens
a flicker show at cairns central cinema.
Enough time to check out a familiar face
sitting at a table eating noodle soup
a likely lad up for a bit of a yarn.
The morning crowd fills this food factory with
flu, noise and whatever their talk turns into.
Them two drift on a frangipani breeze from yesteryear
a 70's recall when cairns rose from her
60's you beaut slumber in far north queensland.
Bob's back up from the deep south now retired to
a local FM station, skills never lost.
A bush poet par excellence he recites
from memory the best true verse he wrote, a real
treat amidst the din of this chatterbox crowd.
His cairns show trip whispers catchup with thempla
from this old stamping ground, winter's distant send.
Once a dj on 4CA and local
council member, these scented song lines never
quite let you go, this tropic breeze just too strong.
- O -
© 11th july 2022 _ Ioan James Daniel
Author's notes are here.
familiar fine hello, a friendly affair.
A rhythm from yesteryear somehow presents
dropped into a cadence from decades past when
cairns wrapped itself around you in tropic bliss.
Time out before the elvis movie big screens
a flicker show at cairns central cinema.
Enough time to check out a familiar face
sitting at a table eating noodle soup
a likely lad up for a bit of a yarn.
The morning crowd fills this food factory with
flu, noise and whatever their talk turns into.
Them two drift on a frangipani breeze from yesteryear
a 70's recall when cairns rose from her
60's you beaut slumber in far north queensland.
Bob's back up from the deep south now retired to
a local FM station, skills never lost.
A bush poet par excellence he recites
from memory the best true verse he wrote, a real
treat amidst the din of this chatterbox crowd.
His cairns show trip whispers catchup with thempla
from this old stamping ground, winter's distant send.
Once a dj on 4CA and local
council member, these scented song lines never
quite let you go, this tropic breeze just too strong.
- O -
© 11th july 2022 _ Ioan James Daniel
Author's notes are here.
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Ripples in time _
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