#1338 - a harbour walk

 

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a harbour walk

 

and this is to widen the world

 

with all the sky tones

 

sometimes a branch throws overhead

 

water dragons rear, dive after

 

ant across my page as well

 

turkey and termite make their mounds

 

in snake sunning spring

 

and high up in a tree’s death

someone is always taking off

someone is always landing

 

droppings are laid thick

day drips

 

where I have never been

now I have reached the age of walking

 

best to go on that way then knowing

 

we’ll never run out of harbour

we’ll never run out of track