Friday, December 10, 2010

This place

Blue squares and splashed walls;
Perfect blocks and absent drawl.
Black heels and knotted scarves;
Traffic jams and crossed paths.

Flat water and spiky palms;
Riotous fun and deathly calm.
Shady groves and lonely dogs;
Silent ships and hanging fog.

Burning scrub and hazy skies;
Drenched parks and pesterous flies.
Concrete streets and money spent;
Loud cars and climbing rent.

Enduring sounds and forgotten tunes;
Cheerful November and grizzly June.
Everlasting tastes and fresh liquid-gold;
These are the stories that this place has told.











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