Staring Out The Window
Almost five weeks and
the busy wanderings
of portainers still attract
my curious eye, prick
my mind with questions:
what? where from? to?
and why?
A small plane circles
the North Shore, a firefly
flashing white then red.
The blood-red eyes
of gantry cranes display
no interest, no reaction.
They look to the heavens.
Ten white arc lights
are maypoles to great
gnat-like swarms of rain.
Tonight, Friday's boys
are urgent in the street.
A siren arrests itself.
Drumbeats fill the square.
Terrific! I particularly like the gnat-like swarms fo rain and Friday's urgent boys.
ReplyDeleteThat was instantaneous!!!! I like those two images too.
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