Poetry

Circular Quay to Newtown

People rushing to their seats

Splashes in puddles left from rain

Ferries sounding departure horns

Buses coming and buses going

Walking tracks along George Street

Lost in thought

Feeling alone

Bright lights, flashing, blinking

Gaudy tattoos on fat legs

Big macs, Hungry Jacks

Consumed by young and old

Noisy, loud, conversations

Drift away as tracks move forward

Feeling inspired

Walking walking

Stillness from the park in darkness

Restaurants a buzz many eating

Thumping music in bars

Groups laughing as they meet

Friends arrive

Tracks end

Newtown

Kathryn Kaye Spence

Walking

12 April 2014

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