Toronto Poem by J.S. Campbell

Teal blue, deep like neptune ocean
Water fowl in winter dances her motion
Towering towers and builders building buildings
Life forevermre lake shore's love unyielding

Clouds grey, exhausted as the people passing under.
Green light breaks through in distant christmas thunder.
Sugar beach in paradise, for promises no one's keeping
Cry-now, fair city, when it burns who will be weeping?

Lagoons with willows & memories of canoes.
Algae scents in sunsets, in her concrete shoes.
Cold arrivers arrive late,300 years too old.
Never meant to be, they always feel the cold.

The boy plays, piling her cold sand with his palms,
he knows no else, yet knows all, to feel intimate moments..
Such intimate moments, lullabies the seas innocent potence.
For the boy on warrior shore, her sea never calms