To the sea

Morning over Cardiff
Looking to the sea
Across the city landscape
It’s beckoning to me

My soul lies with the ocean
and whenever we’re apart
The sense of loss is palpable
and felt deep in my heart

So, even though it’s distant
out there in Cardiff Bay
It brings a sense of knowing
And a comfort I would say

©Jemverse

 

Wales

Night falls on the city
as daytime fades away
the cranes are still and silent
just up from Cardiff Bay

The streets below are empty
whisper growing from a shout
as from my lofty view I see
that no one is about

This is the last time I will view
this scape as on the morrow
eastwards I will travel home
with just a tinge of sorrow

The week’s been long and, dare I say
that even if it fails
it won’t replace the lovely time
that I have had in Wales

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Evening Gold

Silhouetted here in contrast
against an azure sky
Like giant insects waiting
cranes in silent protest lie
And glorious behind them
behind the Western hills
The sun sets o’er the city
and everything is still
This tranquil ending of a day
when all is painted gold
exudes a warmth, a calming
as the evening takes a hold

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First Daisy

When I first see a daisy
in the sunshine I will sing
For it heralds Winter’s passing
and arrival of the Spring

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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

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Progress

In Cardiff the old Custom House
has seen better days
as it and progress have at
some point parted in their ways

Next door the York Hotel
has seen a likewise fate
Both buildings now in sadness
boarded up their future wait

And I can’t help but wonder
what they were like in days of old
before their history faded
and their glory days were sold

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Overlooking Cardiff

Overlooking Cardiff city
Its towers proud and tall
The castle in its grandeur
made me feel fairly small

Its walls with Roman origin
stand majestic in the city
Only slightly marred by tower blocks
Behind it, more’s the pity

But bolstered by its history
it rises to the task
And reigns majestic over Cardiff
Who in supplication bask

©Jemverse

[A-Z April – day 15 – #O]

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