Eye Preserve

Broken con­crete paths patched with tar­mac
to stop wheel­chaired court­cases.
Alu­minium win­dow frames
wear­ing down by beach grains.


Tangled weed drive ways

sub­urban engines beside indus­trial roads
Birds stretched out mid flight
cam­ou­flaged in the grass where they landed life.


In memory – vig­or­ous youth
late nights “indi-cult” smoking
Amer­ican hats and motor­cycle boots
of gui­tars and wan­der­lust grunge.


Back yards and bed­rooms all shrines
to respect­ive inspir­a­tions; of naked­ness of
intel­lect and inquiry of men
and women of words and wine.


- New­castle 2010

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