Vivid
VIVID
Gymnasts crawl across the opera house ,
Sails billow in the seeming wind as
Pixilated patterns swirl.
Always iconic the harbor even more alive
As rainbow colours and metropolis men
March across the face of the museum
And lights flash and dance across the Rocks.
Cars and planes navigate the sharp corners of
The Customs house as the facade rises and falls in ever changing hue
Dark ripples from the harbor, illuminated by the ubiquitous ferries,
the perfect backdrop framed, as always, by the bridge
And from the throng
Exudes a contented, exuberant joy.
It is
Simply
Vivid.
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