OUT ON THE TOWN

OUT ON THE TOWN.

Sit

At a restaurant beside Circular Quay

Eyes to the Harbour Bridge flit
Coat hanging dreaming harbour.

Sparkle splattered Luna Park lit.

Watch
People stroll past, row upon row.

All manner of humankind.
Cosy chair beckons,
Play movie inside the mind. 

Dine
Lobster, Maître De whispers, ”Eat with fingers.”

Place is set with pieces of eight.

“Prince William is in town”.

Beyond ancient sandstone gate.

Wonder
Would he wish to dine here?

Eat lobster with his bird.
Be free and anonymous

Survey the scene, unheard.

Listen
Shuffling sound of ferry boats,
A hundred chattering crows,
Eyes alive and glowing,
Ears are conveniently closed.

Remember

Dining here so many times with Mother.

Plate of sweet fantail.

Colour crowds softly around the edges.

Time becomes a sail.