The Islands of Imagination

THE ISLANDS OF IMAGINATION Our trek was in the mind, no ifs or buts : Our trek was amongst the yards of trading estate factories. First factory had piles of metal off-cuts - Pick ‘em up with ease - With brass or chrome machine parts imperial - Gold and silver from the Indies’ isles. Then the shirt factory’s end-of-run yards of material And excess thread on huge bobbins, all styles - Brocades and muslins from Ophir. Tyre factory offered piles of sheet rubber to Zeus, Aztec latex offerings to the gods of myrrh. Factories like islands offering their exotic produce. Between the factories rusty railtracks, the best, With oceans of wildflowers for mum, more than enough. Today’s computers find imagined treasure chests On make-believe game islands…but we found real stuff. …………………………………………………………………. Note….as boys we often went hunting thru the yards of factories collecting interesting stuff being thrown out