THE COLOUR OF ORANGE SKIN.

At this time

history has given us clues

to consider.

Is the voice of 

the world

getting it all wrong

with protest and disgust

against the vision 

of one man?

Avie.

BROKEN CITY

BROKEN  CITY

Today we were together 

drinking the wine

it could have been us two

back then.

This morning

the willows

gently sway

sunlit silver waters 

glide over stone

along the Avon

passing under the bridge.

The river and trees 

an early memory

cover the uneasy skyline 

give a sense of 

tranquil isolation

from the welders 

blue torch 

the steel rise reaches 

over the cleaved city.

Avie.

STEPS

       STEPS

The Men and women came here on Christmas Day

and on New Year's Day

these calendar days

a harder line to walk.

Some came with their family

to beat the destruction 

of golden bubbles.

Avie.