A Poem At The End Of Lim Chu Kang Road
Above seawater, strips of wooden planks
Splay together like best friends
Tanning on long rows of drum
In late afternoon Kranji sun.
Wobble, hobble, fear of trouble.
My footsteps, one after another,
Bring stiff shoulders
Closer to the edge of nature.
I am a witness trying to understand
Why this jetty doesn’t drift away from land
As distant boat passes my left hand,
Stirs boats hugging tyres that hug these planks.
Deep water smiles, like in therapy:
Won’t you jump in now to see?
Rubbish bags, discarded Tees,
The wonder of Man and the sea.
by STST
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7 comments:
nice poem
at low tide, although the smell is not so pleasant, you can get to see different creatures of the sea, like the mudskipper, crabs, mussels, sea snake (seen once), baby horseshoe crabs and, of course, fish.
You want to know what his place looked like in 1969? Click here.
Like your writting. The accompanied picture is lovely too. Miss Sg much...
Hi yg, thanks for your compliments. When I visit at low tide next time, will check out those interesting creatures.
Hi chun see, thanks for sharing your post!
Hi stardust, thanks for your support!
Hey. I just realised that I have another 1969 photo of this place which I did not put up in my blog. It makes for a better comparison actually. Never mind. Can do it another day.
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