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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The Fremantle Doctor is in.



The sea breeze on a warm summer's day
cannot compare to the passion
of his mistress
the winter gale
on a dark winter's solstice
in the treacherous high seas
when the lighthouse beams 
are hidden by the tumultuous waves
sailors cringe in fear
when they hear her howls
of wild abandon as she craves
for might
on that cold,cold night
a night of passion
in that Indian Ocean
of transcendent emotion.

my submission for Poetry Potluck Week #48




Can you see the Fremantle Doctor blowing in from the sea? Well , we could not actually see him, but we felt him blowing ...yes, the Fremantle Doctor is the name that has been given to the sea breeze as it gives you relief from the summer sun! We not only met up with that good doctor, we also met up frequently with his colleague who also cools you from the sun; I've named her Mistress Shower as she keeps showering us every half hour or so! My photographs of Fremantle were all taken on one same day, but you can see a mixture of sunny skies, and threatening clouds , and also totally wet scenes...beautiful weather!





The Indian Ocean! Yes, you are looking at the Indian Ocean. The Swan River actually flows into the Indian Ocean here in Freo (that's how you refer to Fremantle when you are there long enough to be familiar with her). This is how the sea looked when we got there in between the showers.




It got darker after a while, but it didn't rain , so I had the good fortune of spotting this perfect outcrop of white rocks behind which I could take a shot of the contrasting dark blue sea. That hole where the wild flowers were positioned was just too, too lovely. A nice touch to the composition, don't you think?




The sea was getting darker, making the white boats at Fishing Boat Harbour look vividly picturesque.







The waves were gentle, and not a threat to anyone who would venture in for a swim.







This is where you could make your way to the beach known as Bather's Beach. There weren't any bathers there that day...guess the intermittent showers kept them away. Besides, this was winter time.







This photograph of the same area as the one before this, was taken only about 20 minutes apart. This was taken when we arrived at the beach, when it was sunny. Mark the difference.





We took a walk to the Fishing Boat Harbour in search of food. Well, you can't go to Freo without sampling their famous fish and chips, oysters and mussels, can you?!







See how the sky has darkened? We strolled along the boardwalk, looking for somewhere to have our lunch. There are many popular eateries at this deep water harbour. We chose to eat at Kaili's Fish Market Cafe, favourite alfresco dining spot of the native population of seagulls, I believe.







There's one satisfied customer after a heavy meal on top of the umbrella. Do you see him? 
By the way, it rained just after we finished our meal.





I'm glad you visited this post, and that I could share the joy of my visit to Freo with you.
More Freo sights  to come in the following posts.


Linking to:
Watery Wednesday
Outdoor Wednesday
Share The Joy Thursday
Skywatch Friday
Poetry Potluck

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Melaka River Tales-Old and New Face-to-face




The Water- wheel of Life

Ancient hub of our ancestors
Still thriving, the Melaka river
Playgound of naked brown children 
and the bulging-eyed slimy mudskipper 

Watery reflection of our heritage
The old Melaka of yore
Face to face with the contemporary
spanking new buildings never anticipated before

Echoes of  ghostly cannons from Portuguese galleons
on the Eastern bank of the estuary
Sounds of merriment on the hotel patio
Clinking of glasses sparkling with sherry

So the past meets the present
Intermingling of cultures and songs
In a place unique with our story, where we, 
my siblings, cousins and friends belong.













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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Nostalgia...Memories of A Wonderful Watercolour Lake

LAKE WANAKA, NEW ZEALAND


Yearning to return
to where the memory of halcyon days
by the lake named Wanaka
can only be revisited in the recesses of a worn camera,
I pen these thoughts...

A work of art is Nature
like a wonderful watercolour
animated with the wave of a wand
as if the hidden hand
from way up yonder
created this lake to waken our wonder
at a  work of art beyond the artistry of Man!
                                                                   Rosie Gan
















This post is for Poetry Potluck and Watery Wednesday and Outdoor Wednesday.

     


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