I wander down the steep wooded path
Aroma of mint hanging sweetly in the air
As squirrels scurry and bird melodically sing.
Then the magnificent pier greets my eyes
Resting on the sedate Bristol Channel
Which shines with a million stars.
A tall ship, sails lowered, slowly drifts by
Under the most fabulous springtime sky
Rubbed with white by the Almighty's hand
On an enormous canvas of Aegean blue.
Steep Holm and Flat Holm bask in the sun
Just a couple and their dog roam the beach
the low-tide releasing sand shining like a mirror
And a retired man on the seafront
Observes a tall ship passing Penarth Pier
On a beautiful May morning so clear
And I love the solitude at this hour
Strolling on wooden planks over the sea
To the edge of the famous pier.
The sea snores softly and the waves
Are a pale imitation of the crashing brutes
That assaulted the front not so long ago.
The tall ship enhances the stunning scene
As if I am in a wonderful dream.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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