THERE’S just an elderly man in Finnegans
Staring wistfully at his pint
And the wheel is still this Tuesday
Without a single cloud in the sky
Only ghosts in the Pleasure Park now
As a wintry wind cuts into my brow.
I view a Father Christmas and gorilla
As the pirates flag flutters in the breeze
There are a plethora of dogs enjoying
The wet sand for the tide retreats
And today it’s a scintillating view
Of Whitmore Bay with the sea gold and blue.
There are tide-marks on Friars Point
And the rainbow beach houses look splendid
Women push prams, couples stroll
But it’s too cold for the pensioners.
I sit outside Marco’s Cafe with tea
To warm frozen hands and stare at the sea.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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