A Victoria Harbor Night
Nosenipping fresh air
with woodsmoke wafting,
gulls squealing,
trumpet “Lonely Bull” and
bagpipes for pennies.
Foghorns forlorn warning
over whooshing waves.
Fringe Festival,
grunge gaelic,
Tap Tap Clomp
Tap Tap Stomp.
Fluid, free, transfixed
dancing flight of
swanlike arms,
swimming,
swooping,
swirling.
“Have a magical evening.”
September, 1995
© Jane Ulrich
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1 comment:
You make me feel like I'm right there! BEAUTIFUL!!! Thank you Jane! Didn't know you were a poet too!
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