(an anagram sonnet)
A nuclear family drives by in a blue car but
On the beach it's pink and bursting out of a
Straight blue line. It organises into the wide
Panorama of a travel programme. It's the
Hidden lost city or some Japanese myth or flying
Air New Zealand before a film on a big screen.
Over there a redfish merges with
A Middle Eastern man in a red vest
Running round a brass pot. On the ground
It's fun to want to drive a car when roads are
Meaningful, that way & have geometry like a kind of
Decoration to contemplate as well as lead
Straight to the city you love.