Bora born
Pole sitter _
The watcher motionless, set in time filled
space, patient beyond measure, tempting fate.
The corner held by lot, simply designed
blue on grey, galvanised slender, refined.
The consciousness held from yesterdays' year
the symbols of power point past your ear
to the cairns esplanade where police
used to be, now moved to the city.
Three more memories break from inside, to
direct other minds who have lost their way
with lettered numbers in ordered array
each combined in reason to have its' say.
The watcher speaks, inside your mind, to those
who need help, with a need to decide
which way should they go, which road should they take
some move off slowly, while others make haste.
Stories encoded, in blue green on white
harder to read in the dim light of night.
You're never alone sentinal in time
your business is held deep inside our minds.
- O -
© dec 2006 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
space, patient beyond measure, tempting fate.
The corner held by lot, simply designed
blue on grey, galvanised slender, refined.
The consciousness held from yesterdays' year
the symbols of power point past your ear
to the cairns esplanade where police
used to be, now moved to the city.
Three more memories break from inside, to
direct other minds who have lost their way
with lettered numbers in ordered array
each combined in reason to have its' say.
The watcher speaks, inside your mind, to those
who need help, with a need to decide
which way should they go, which road should they take
some move off slowly, while others make haste.
Stories encoded, in blue green on white
harder to read in the dim light of night.
You're never alone sentinal in time
your business is held deep inside our minds.
- O -
© dec 2006 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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