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Light Reflections
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Viewed  Blackpool illuminations
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courtesy of a rusting festooned  bus,
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which once had the hue of cold coloured cream
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but turned crusty yellow,
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it was the charabanc of my dreams.
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I watched awe struck as Golden Miles slipped by.
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The tattoo’d steady handed driver
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changed shades under gaudy lights of Disney displays
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and coarse caricatures of Marilyn and Jane.
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How easily he swung the bus,
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nonchalant and smooth down the route,
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past lines of trams,
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whose reflection stood in the inky swell
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of a deep dark ocean beyond the sand
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which sent light straight back
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to “Kiss ‘n’ Tell” land
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I was tired when we returned,
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playing in the kitchen, kicking heels,
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my plastic coated steering wheel burning rubber,
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suckered onto the vinyl papered wall.
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I drove straight through and down the hall,
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careered along the promenade,
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steaming out to greet the tide,
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roared along each sand strewn pier.
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Nerveless, I swerved between plastic castles,
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while caressing Snow White’s crystal tears
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blew dew drop breath through Dopey’s passing ear.
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Back in the front parlor they spoke
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of house moves, insurances, savings books
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and plans, as if they didn’t understand.
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7 Dec 12

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