Man
built over grassland
built into sky
built atop mountains
to nature defy
built into forest
built under water
built in the desert
built bricks and mortar
built with cut wood
built with the earth
never understood
non stop building is death
every built patch a carnage
every built patch an ending
every built patch a destruction of what nature would have seen
every built patch an obliteration of what nature could have been
This crumbling old bridge was once an entrance to the town
but these days another road goes another way around
and the old bridge isn't even a walking bridge today
as its rotten frame collapses in an advanced state of decay
I'd like to see we walkers reclaim this historic bridge and road
reimagined and rebuilt it would easily take that load
we would walk both sides of the water accessed by its span
travel both embankments knowing we safely can
return by the old bridge to where we began to roam
enjoying nature's reclaimed beauty right here by our town
Sydney Harbour is a beautiful place
The water, the bridge, the ferries, the space
To love Sydney and Melbourne is no disgrace
Both cities are really to everyone's taste
Flights of fantasy
flights for death
flights for transport
take away your breath
Melbourne has a rich architectural heritage. Sadly, much was lost to development in the 1970s. However, an innovative present is some consolation. I love to walk around the city taking photographs of the preserved buildings/facades of yesterday and the creative designs of today. I hope you, my reader, enjoy the view too.
These black shoes made prominent display
in their window on a cold, wet day
the sole remainders of a winter sale
thrust forward beyond blue veil
walk in my shoes for the rest of the tale
Clusters of pink
bundles of green
frosty treat
winter morning
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