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              based upon the photo “Badly Parked” by Paul Michael Jackson

Years rust like dreams.

The chrome has yielded to the air
and holes are where the lights
once lit the dark path.

The shell once new
and full of laughter;
children bouncing on spring seats,
mum in her Christian Dior copy,
dad’s cigarette smoke
filling the cabin.

All the trips;
to the grandparents,
the beach,
camping,
mum going shopping,
dad playing golf.

Now it rests on the edge,
creaking its last days
guarded by gums.


Published in Rabbit Poetry Journal, Issue 3, March 2012

"Badly Parked" ©2005 Paul Michael Jackson