Fly: Selected Poetry 1997-2017
by Steven Pratt
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The Eternal Festival Of Memory
The sun smiles over the Mary Evens park
bursting through the luminous emerald tree tops
catching soap bubbles with purple green
tin-flashes
no sunglasses or cell phones in sight
all eyes are awake naked
larger than the grey moon peeking on
parkwind blows my view
in a psychedelic rainbow swirl
the musicians swoop down from the air
landing on the stage together, folding their wings
Mick picks up his bass and swings it around
his shoulder in one magic movement
spinning on a diamond encrusted high heel
now facing the crowd with a strategic
frown his beautiful intricate hand made earring
catches the sun and time slows down
DEEP SCRATCH 