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The Spirit Of Oliver Reed.

The spirit

of Oliver Reed, actor

supreme who passed away,

but never the opportunity

to drink,

sits quietly in the corner

in The Pub, Valletta

in serenity. It is a memory

I keep as I let my mind wander

as I watch Nathan pull

the local beer as the Maltese

songbird serenades the night;

Oliver Reed’s spirit shuffles

in contemplation

and all is quiet in

Archbishop Street.

 

Ian D. Hall 2016

 

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Sliema Ferry.

Ferry

from the stone

walls of Sliema

may not have the same romance

as the one that rides

the waves

from Birkenhead

to Liverpool

but in the glare of red dust sun,

with the towering spectacle of ancient

Valetta still crumbling across the bay,

it is a sight that once seen

can never be forgotten.

 

Ian D. Hall 2016

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