#881 - Neutral Bay ferry

 

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Neutral Bay ferry

 

to roll the winter sunlight

harbour whiff too

in a tweed cap

lapping

 

get your beak in

catch them fishing at the pier

 

these are the childhood waters

this the bright and glitter

green of mad to swim

 

imagine the telling of the day

fire round midden beside

 

sway of million dollar masts now

break in the wind at last

 

mossed the sandstone of these cliffs

 

streets up everyone mending

 

one white sail leans past fleet grey

vast numbers

 

bob as the more millions made

 

canoe racks at Kurraba Point

humble up

 

stairs of the harbor puff

 

fearless of edge

find somewhere to lean

 

the whitest of this scud looks still

as if a sky were fixed

 

all built and painted freshly

only just arrived

time's up, Scomo... garn ... git out!