(c)Crissouli
A LINK WITH THE PAST
A little bit of the past was brought home to me today
wrapped in brown paper, caring and love..
black pen on white had captured the spirit of the past
a once grand hotel, the Belle Vue, lives again
in the glory of the artist's pen
wrapped grandly in old lace
standing in majestic splendour
beckoning to memories of a grander era..
pleading to be remembered, for the years it served
until it was destroyed in the dead of night
complete with memories and the anguish
of all those who mourned it's untimely demise.
(c)Crissouli
Accompanying it was an even older sketch
of memories
fondly known as the Windmill.
Sketched in the old style, with scenes
evoking thoughts of those who knew our town
so long ago.
What would it have been like to live then?
Alas, we will never know, but we can still dream
providing our city fathers leave us some links
with the past, with our heritage.
A little bit of the past was brought home to me today
wrapped in brown paper, caring and love.
(c) Crissouli 1983
I remember when the Bellevue was demolished in the night - so sad to see the loss to Brisbane at the time. Love your poem Chris
ReplyDeleteIt was hard to believe that it had happened..sadly, it wasn't the last. Thank you for commenting, Helen..glad you liked this poem.
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