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I come to this little cove often -
 no work, I have time to burn.
See Asians plunder its foreshore,
 I still fish - show no concern.

Red-bill seagulls fly in circles,
 fight over scraps they have won.
Never giving a thought to Icarus
 who flew too close to the sun.

Soon a woman wanders over
 and asks me what I’ve caught.
I tell her nothing yet but “you’d
 be a great catch” I thought.

I know the swallows smirk at me,
 my appearance they detest.
I cast my line and ignore them
(or at least I do my best).

Things start spinning in my head
 like what it’s like to drown.
Did King Neptune sit on a throne
 and did he wear a crown?

I come alone to this place often
 to remember and reflect.
A place of beauty and meaning,
 a place where I can forget.

            
          Written: 1992

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Ladder Bay is a sheltered cove in
the northern beaches of Auckland 
New Zealand not too far from my
home in the East Coast Bays.

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