TravelsIntoMemoryLand1

I have been on a journey

(This was a while ago and because
like water in a muddy pond stirred up
takes some time to settle and clear
so too the e-motions of my journey had to settle
in order to see clearly what I have gained)
A journey which revealed those hidden kind of memories
A journey to visit and get in touch with my 96 year old mother
And seven siblings. All this too personal to publicise

Then, since I was in Adelaide I decided
to extend my journey into some long ago memories,
memories of a place I used to live.
I decided to travel to the Flinders Ranges, and Nelshaby in particular
Not the memory of Port Pirie, the town which brought me there.
It is far too ugly a town to sew any seeds of useful poetic memory
(although I had some of my best teaching experiences there)
Therefore, when my Nelshaby host, my ex-neighbour,
Mark Pearce (blog: Road Kill) pillowpassengered me into Pt Pirie
On his RoadKing Harley Davidson
The ride thrilled but nothing about that town did

To be continued…….