On Golden Decks

On golden wood bedecked in yellow

Is love of ochre gained from you?

A fantasy glimpsed on old posters

A space where poor children are few

⦿

From a farther place now you are calling

Lost on the seas, uncharted, not gone

Your home somewhere richer and darker with meaning

Not glossy or gaudy nor stone

⦿

Let me sail down to Rio within you

Let me hold and be cherished in turn

Let’s fire up the space where the dance is the grace

Then back let us wave while we burn

⦿

©Stephen Tanham

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