Seaside Town

Bit of a love letter to Southsea where I live....

It’s deserted now as I walk along the promenade

The wind whistles over the sea

Across the pebbles rattling kiosks and flagpoles

Hardy dog owners enjoy unrestricted freedom

 

Couples hand in hand are strolling

Wrapped up against the cold

Ambling leisurely as they gaze

Into the green depths and each other’s eyes

 

Hard to believe only a few short months since

A beach full of holidaying families

Kids laughing and playing, mum and dad sunbathing

Watching amused at the screams and sighs

 

The noisy funfair crashing and bleeping

Candy floss floating, pink rock peeping out

Chips, sausages, sliding down throats

Ice-cream dripping down chins

 

Cafes full to the brim, teeming with life

Ladies and gents playing bowls or bingo

Visiting ships or war museums

No quiet nook to stop and think

 

Now it’s all over excitement is past

Time for slow pace, sea air and contemplation

Catching up on winter pursuits for a while

Until once more the whole world descends on a seaside town