Poem 124 of 230: FROM MORECAMBE - AUTUMN 2000

A long-and-wide red promenade,
    Art mirroring local fauna,
Pebbles preventing sand-shore fade,
    Boats that may be modern-prawner,
Huge mudflats where birds and folks wade,
    The far-shore tide-guides help shortcut,
Then, higher-and-higher-back laid,
    Fells that peak where the Lakelands jut.

From http://blogs.myspace.com/walkaboutsverse (e-book)
Or http://walkaboutsverse.sitegoz.com (e-scroll)
(C) David Franks 2003