Sunday, October 4, 2015

Picton

Picton

In front
of the white steps
a cenotaph 
to honour 
the glorious dead.
The soldiers uniform 
dazzling white 
angelic in statue
a brave performance 
at the entrance way 
to peace perfect peace.
A German accent
minutes off the ferry
lights a cigarette 
the smoke lingers 
amongst the colourful poppies.
White sails silently approach 
we throw stones into the 
 clear jade waters 
skimming across
the deep green reflections 
of the sounds.
I am from the old country
remembering war films 
with my Father
they always ended well.

Avie..

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