Bard of Blues Point - A reflection
I still have one more wine -
You are my boats
on the harbour
on a Sunday so fine
~ Excerpt from 'Please Don't Go' by John Lloyd-Green
My poem 'Please Don't Go' was inspired by te yachts returning past Blues Point on Sydney Harbour after their Sunday sail. The grassy point was (and often is) dotted with picnic goers, relaxing on a Sunday afternoon taking in the magnificent vista of the harbour with maybe the odd bottle of wine or two nearby. There's almost a touch of melancholy as the day closes in and Monday morning begins to stalk the mood.
One of the main links with the surrealism of the day has been the sight of the yachts, tacking, bobbing and weaving their magic out on the harbour waters. The stage is breathtaking with the main prop - the bridge - presiding over the occasion which includes the constant comings and goings of other craft - such as the iconic ferries - all to a backdrop of mesmerising high rise.
But it's when the yachts start showing signs of retreat a vital piece of the occasion starts to disappear and I too start thinking about leaving my beautiful Blues Point while their sails still dance a jig in my memory. And as I've done many times before, I turn and head back up the road for the longist walk to McLaren St to meet my son working in that North Sydney treasure, the McLaren Hotel.
I finish the poem on the balcony, but there's no end to the memories... 'Please Don't Go' - no, they never will!
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Red Room Poetry connected with John after this article in the Mosman Daily.