Poem 127 of 230: TO SPACIOUS SOUTHPORT - AUTUMN 2000
Most of the leaves
Of poplar trees
Had fallen free
When to the sea,
By bus then train,
In stop/start rain,
I headed-down
From Radcliffe Town.
After Wigan,
The train began
To pass across
What to me was
A coastal plain
To see again -
With varied crops,
And grazing ops.
From the station,
Reconstruction
Soon came to eye
As I walked, by
The gallery,
Toward the sea,
And thereby thought:
“Spacious Southport.”
(C) David Franks 2003 - from https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com
