Faces of my town,
secret destinies
hidden behind closed doors:
entwined branches of trees,
family ties hanging above,
a spider web of stories:
the neighbour living all alone
his only friend his dog,
sad, withdrawn
mourning his love,
the grocer, young and fair,
always joking away the rain,
the hairdresser, heavily busy -
a chatty girl
pretending to want to know
all about you;
petty splashing
in shallow waters,
a smooth surface above hidden depths
hastily covered goodness
sprinkled in sweet icing
at a moments notice –
giving help and advice,
a light solution,
don’t ask for more,
never invade my space,
enjoy, I wish you well,
let me sleep with my twilight town

Sybille(Sydney)Krivenko GISC2052924 2007