12-06-2011, 05:28 PM
No sea-front, no vista, no view
the buildings crouch
behind monolithic cubes (huge - removed)
seeking shelter from bullying seas. bully-boy
Gnarled cottages with rooms to let,
guest houses with 'Vacancy' signs.
Tatty souvenir shops and penny arcades
sad caffs with ersatz tomato sauce
and melamine tables bolted to the floors.
Blinking neon fish and chip restaurants
with scribbled menus taped to their doors.
'Happy days are here again.
The skies above are clear again
Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again'.
Edges of childhood. Bucket'n'spade days.
Cut-price holidays, out of season.
Empty promenade, discarded chip-papers (memories removed/rewrite)
screaming seagulls and deserted beaches,
walking in the dismal drizzle of the rain.
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No sea-front, no vista, no view
the buildings crouch
behind huge monolithic cubes
seeking shelter from bully-boy seas.
Gnarled cottages with rooms to let,
guest houses with 'Vacancy' signs.
Tatty souvenir shops and penny arcades
sad caffs with ersatz tomato sauce
and melamine tables bolted to the floors.
Blinking neon fish and chip restaurants
with scribbled menus taped to their doors.
'Happy days are here again.
The skies above are clear again
Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again'.
Edges of childhood. Bucket'n'spade days.
Cut-price holidays, out of season.
Memories of an empty promenade,
screaming seagulls and deserted beaches,
walking in the dismal drizzle of the rain.
This is a poem referred to in another thread, which originally began as Higgledy piggledy houses
painted all colours and hues....lines which were removed
Borth is a small town in Wales.
Edit - I know the whole verse is 'telly' but I didn't know about such things when I wrote this!
the buildings crouch
behind monolithic cubes (huge - removed)
seeking shelter from bullying seas. bully-boy
Gnarled cottages with rooms to let,
guest houses with 'Vacancy' signs.
Tatty souvenir shops and penny arcades
sad caffs with ersatz tomato sauce
and melamine tables bolted to the floors.
Blinking neon fish and chip restaurants
with scribbled menus taped to their doors.
'Happy days are here again.
The skies above are clear again
Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again'.
Edges of childhood. Bucket'n'spade days.
Cut-price holidays, out of season.
Empty promenade, discarded chip-papers (memories removed/rewrite)
screaming seagulls and deserted beaches,
walking in the dismal drizzle of the rain.
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No sea-front, no vista, no view
the buildings crouch
behind huge monolithic cubes
seeking shelter from bully-boy seas.
Gnarled cottages with rooms to let,
guest houses with 'Vacancy' signs.
Tatty souvenir shops and penny arcades
sad caffs with ersatz tomato sauce
and melamine tables bolted to the floors.
Blinking neon fish and chip restaurants
with scribbled menus taped to their doors.
'Happy days are here again.
The skies above are clear again
Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again'.
Edges of childhood. Bucket'n'spade days.
Cut-price holidays, out of season.
Memories of an empty promenade,
screaming seagulls and deserted beaches,
walking in the dismal drizzle of the rain.
This is a poem referred to in another thread, which originally began as Higgledy piggledy houses
painted all colours and hues....lines which were removed
Borth is a small town in Wales.
Edit - I know the whole verse is 'telly' but I didn't know about such things when I wrote this!