Fremantle
The port city and it’s secrets,
The Sicilians drapes hung in the windows,
The ghosts beyond the limestone walls,
The sad holy brush of James Walsh,
The sanctity of the unknown,
The forgotten dreamtime on the sad park lawns,
The street bum wars that are silent,
The junkies, drunkards and mad roaming souls,
The magic bohemians on South Terrace,
The cobbled storytelling on foot between two lovers who love for love and love only,
The doctor whispering with the moonlight,
The ancient settlers shack-fireplaces staunch and still burning,
The rubble and rebellion,
The Rastafarian peace dwellers,
The crooked statues saluting a lost generation,
The sound of the tired ocean distant,
The Pagan wanderers septarian affirmations,
The nimble Mystics in stone-dust alleys,
The subtle dance to a drum,
The ships forever, to and fro.
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