Padlocks on the Sea Cliff Bridge

We stopped to freeze some moments
upon this serpentine’s steely pavement

(where a Fay and a John, a Janet and her Jason,

and hundreds of other couples later on—

locked padlocks to the railing,
and threw the keys into the sea roaring);

We stooped to throw a gaze at the distant 
horizon,  memories unchained 
slithering from a time ancient 
when we vowed to exchange passkeys 
to our otherwise padlocked hearts.

 

-- Wollongong 27/12/2011

Beauty needs

Beauty needs no justification but it does need at least one beholder.