AUTUMN

BLACKHEATH AUTUMN

Ruby

reds,

patterned

pathways of

mosaic treasures,

gilded browns for tourists’ feet to

delightfully dance down Wentworth Street, unmindful of

local traffic and startled stares

from footpath-bonded

children.

Freedom!

For all we know, found,

being silly on asphalt’s patch.

Wind demons, unseen,

whisper in their ears,

“Joyful be,

capture this in a

photograph, to match

the grandeur of the Taj Mahal,

Sydney’s Opera House,

Or Coles, at Leura.”

Nature’s mighty conceptual canvas,

a modern mandala to be

swept

away.

Remembered,

on a ‘rainy’ day.

VGow

22/05/18