The seaside in the winter
The seaside in the winter
Is such a soulless place
But has an empty
Captivating beauty to its face
The chipped paint helter-skelter
The seagulls in the breeze
Hoping for the chip shop doors
To open in the freeze
The smell of frying doughnuts
Is stippled in the paint
Children’s cries and laughter echoes
Though, the sea’s spray makes it faint
The seaside in the winter
Though no-one wants to visit
There’s nothing quite so British
It’s really quite exquisite
- Author: Andrew Charles Forrest ( Offline)
- Published: October 13th, 2019 07:37
- Comment from author about the poem: Margie was planning our summer holiday today and this just came to me as the rain pooed down outside and wishing we were already there...
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Comments6
Much neglected and naturally beautiful. A time to appreciate its beauty in quiet soulful contemplation.
But there again there are seasides and there are seasides do three cliffs bay and weston-super-mare have much in common.... hey yes, sea sand and sometimes sunshine.
Good entertaining read sir!
A fine write Andrew.
Great write Andrew.
HI ANDREW ~ A very elegant Poem ~ replete with Rhyme & Rhythm & easy to recite (hallmark of a good poem !). I (BRIAN) have lived on the W Coast & E Coast of the UK so the SUBJECT is dear to my heart ! You have captured the essence of the UK Seaside Helter Skelter - Seagulls - Chip Shops - Donuts - Kids - Sea Spray - All deserted in Winter - Two Old Ladies & a dog ! Thanks for sharing !
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Wonderful write, I was walking along the sea wall and seeing all these things, but those times also bring peace to our lives.
So vivid and descriptive. Iโve never experienced this in person, but itโs always been something Iโve wanted to do. You've taken me there! Thank you for the bucket list escape during this time of isolation! I am thankful for all of your writes.
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