Paul Warren Poet Dramatic Verse

Port Boy Or Girl

knew him as he walked in
A Port boy by the size of his grin
That went from ear to ear
And we shook hands like old friends dear

There was sea water in his veins
And a story for each move of his game
Growing up there was some time around
In Rosewater Ethelton  Henley Seaton and Semaphore bound

For the summer it was at beach time
At the carnival Semaphore road for mine
I remember laughing with my mates
In those days when fun was our fate

Being a Port boy from a Port family 
Meant that there was no hiding easily
Aren’t you the son of.. was for real
So you had to stay on an even keel

Even though we may move away
Coming back it’s like we stayed
For we are forever bound to the place
As a Port boy with some grace.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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Paul Willason January 11, 2023 at 3:03 AM A native of Port Adelaide, your poem has some familiar echoes. Always in your veins although I couldn't wait to get away from the place...in the 60's and 70's was going to ruin. Have some mixed emotions but the Port River still flows through the soul even though I escaped fifty years ago. Enjoy reading yr work. Regards, Paul Paul Paul Warren January 13, 2023 at 4:07 AM I know what you mean. I left as well. I remember standing in a fish shop on Grand Junction road. A chap whom I didn’t know enquired if I was my father’s son . That’s when I knew I was a Port boy forever