Week 2, Of axes and arch-ways.
With my first full week of uni complete I found myself out and about on the weekend in a funny sort of mood... Slightly enlightened with a higher state of self-awareness, although still slightly melancholy about being “locked into” something for 4 years (at least?!), quite the commitment. However I felt as though I could reach out at the world and grab it, sieve it through my hands like sand or bathe in its complex “designs”. That was exactly what I did, a trip to Wanda for a surf early on Sunday morning followed by an afternoon of merry making at Oatley Park and by extension, Oatley pub.
Oh I do enjoy a good shadow.
Finally, on a completely different note, I wrote a (very) short poem while sitting in my car the other day, it's possibly the greatest poem that has ever been written in my car (almost definitely the first too!)
Walking along the axes edge,
It smiles in the suns bright.
A cock of the wrist,
And it's good night.
Oooo it's edgy huh?
Dave.
All entries © of David Martin. 2009.
Oh I do enjoy a good shadow.
Finally, on a completely different note, I wrote a (very) short poem while sitting in my car the other day, it's possibly the greatest poem that has ever been written in my car (almost definitely the first too!)
Walking along the axes edge,
It smiles in the suns bright.
A cock of the wrist,
And it's good night.
Oooo it's edgy huh?
Dave.
All entries © of David Martin. 2009.