Monday, October 3, 2011

Bulging with Blues

                                          Newcastle; NSW



Sailing into my home port after a week on the ocean,
I felt an unexpected joy that was sentimental emotion.
Newcastle isn't fashionable, it's full of industry,
And it's really quite peculiar that it means so much to me.
Growing-up in English prettiness, then living in London Town,
With a stint in glorious Cape Town, truly South Africa's crown,
A middle-sized city Down Under, designed for hard work and trade,
Surely can't compete with Sydney, which wins every accolade!
But sailing into the harbour, I rejoiced in the pleasant views,
And, most of all, in the blues and blues and blues and blues and blues.



Seen in passing on a bright Spring day.
The view of the trees across the way.
The lines on the window causing division,
With almost mathematical precision.
A little nothing, but rather pleasing.
Just in passing I was image-freezing.


Kay L. Davies said...

Dare I say "there's no place like home"?
No, I'd better not. Oh, well.

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

clavs said...

What a nice view. hope you can visit my entry today.

SmilingSally said...

Ah yes, it's good to come home.

Happy Blue Monday, Brenda.

Kim, USA said...

Bluer than blue ^_^

Anything Blue

Lesley said...

I remember that feeling when a new city suddenly felt like 'home'!

gengen said...

That is a cool view in there. happy Blue Monday.

Jenny said...

What a beautiful view! I can't find your X post!