Spirit of Place poem Skipton Vic

Where angels fear to tread
comes a light
swimming
skimmimg
across tree tops
across chimneys
at the Last Man Standing
Alone
Hotel
Skipton.

A lady parks her car the room erupts
Just tonotice beauty is a relish
Just to feel worship is delectable
Just to be impressed deserves honour,
and humor.

This leaves us at an impasse
whether to the left or the right, above or below, inside or out.

Gold is to be found
sometimes in desirable places,
sometimes desecration,
sometimes decoration,
sometimes donation.

Leaving be

leave be.