A poem about a walk through contemporary art installation climbing through three floors of a building on the banks of Toonooba, the Fitzroy River.
To walk through the door,
There it grew, three storeys tall
It is reaching right through
All so alive in an artistic view..
Walking on up the stairs
While hands along the bark
At first beneath the canopy
To climb on up a little more..
Where the bugs, and the insects
They crawl on past these wide eyes
As the trunk it stretches between
Each floor till a string of frames..
Pictures, photos, afloat in a sea of walls
Hats like caterpillars climbing skyward
There she walks, a girl in coloured stones
Passing quiet between the glass and silent doors..
Clambering up the tree a little further
Into a world that runs from reef to bush
Birds in flight, wild wattles reaching
For a sky alive with dragons on the wind..
Where flying foxes wait for each long night
In a world woven natural from floor to floor
Listening for sounds, Toonooba’s waters
Waiting tidal, its world of reaches just outside..