The Great Escape
The Great Escape
Perched on a rooftop terrace in glorious sunshine he watches ahead
Floats on his sky looks inwards and ponders the magic path unravel
~ A Journeyman Resting ~
Bosphorus water and coffee in hand olives goat cheese dolmades
Stray cats balancing on balustrades begging mellow eyed not knowing
~ What Tomorrow Brings ~
Ferries painting whites on blue surface cargo ships contently containing
Jonathan Seagull flying higher than most towards freedom unless that is
~ Another Of Bach’s Illusions ~
Yet a concerto of weaving sound -huoh-huoh-huohs rejoicing gullibly
Contesting complementing a symphony of conversation with the muezzins
~ Calling For Prayer -
Mosques abound as far as the naked eye can see and further afield a
Solemn reminder that contemplation and guidance needs be on the voyage
~ Searching For Meaning -
The seeker’s view falls on a medley of gables and tin sheets corrugating time
In place and motioned by gentle breeze as the City seethes and breathes
~ With Purpose And Fate ~
Resting precariously on a small turret next door risen from labour and toil
Tilted and yet in orderly fashion a few ladders copper pipes a broken basin
~ Awaiting Future Use ~
You never know when porcelain fragmented sinkholes might come in handy
Yet the metal implements could spear impale and kill when storms quaked
~ Newton Was Grave ~
Twenty meters below sprouts a small courtyard with gracious flowers in emptied
Olive oil tins adjacent to a flaked bench adorned with white haired companions
~ Talking In Silence ~
They seem passionate and composed after a long life together resigned to the
Circle of creation but surely not dispensable if metal was to descend or ceramics
~ Entered Mind Space ~
Istanbul is known for fires and earthquakes and the serene atrium is not blessed
With an escape hatch in case the crooked door got stuck through thunderous
~ Nature’s Signs From Above ~
The traveller on the terrace hopes for long lasting union with his own soulmate
And lover takes heed of vantage points and perspectives as the serendipitous
~ Ladder Might Bring Salvation ~
Written in Istanbul on 30th April 2018
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