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A Day In Brighton

A Day In Brighton

The Brighton Pier
Festooned with lights
Flowed with irrepressible energy
And an infectious gaiety, which
Not even the sky,
Coloured like a grey mouse,
Dusting down feathery sprays
On cobble stoned lanes,
Could dampen.
The sea gulls were busy
The water was choppy
The wind was icy
And the horizon lay wrapped
In a haze of translucence
Thank you my friends
For taking me there

(Courtesy: Family friends Leony and Pat Applebe)

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Comments (2)

Observant, inventive, refreshing.
I wish to see that wonderful place you described, well done Loenard. Thanks,10 for it.