History lost to time

Walked down the mile of Bute Street
to the pier head in the bay
Trod where the Glamorganshire canal
supplied the port back in the day

The canal bed now though long since gone
Coal dust replaced with grime
Its waterbed now carries cars
its history lost to time

Once it was said that you could cross
the bay across the boats
So many were there in the port
the age-old saying gloats

Now though the waters of the bay
devoid of shipping lie
The coal mines of the valleys quiet
no longer export ply

Yet in a new millennium
in twenty-seventeen
Regeneration gives the port
the best life it has seen

©Jemverse

Photo – the Pierhead building (1897), Cardiff Bay, Wales – Jempics

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6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. kim blades, writer
    Mar 21, 2017 @ 10:38:38

    An interesting, unique poem.

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  2. Morgan
    Mar 21, 2017 @ 12:18:02

    So different 🙂 Fantastic !

    (*^‿^*) ✫¸.•°*”˜˜”*°•.✫ღ˚ •。* ˚ ˚✰˚ ˛…Happy World Poetry Day…~ ★* 。 ღ˛° 。✫¸.•°*”˜˜”*°•✫ (*^‿^*)

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  3. mariasjostrand
    Mar 26, 2017 @ 10:05:03

    Lovely 🙂 Last stanza was my favourite

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