a golden sunset
and serene silence
wrap around silhouettes
walking across the footbridge
that spans the river Adur
in Cardiff Castle
stately rooms conceal secrets
from the eyes
that pry into the details
of every ornate corner
ash skies and drab rain
makes the pub look inviting
we hurry inside
where the crack of pool balls
and swift glances greet us
in the graveyard
a dying tree leans
over the gravestones
its trunk and single branch
the shape of a huge scythe
exquisite dining
at the Waterside Inn
each course delicious
star struck and a little drunk
we shake the chef’s hand
a cold musky church
serene and silent
stained glass saints
forever kneeling in prayer
let God’s light shine through them
it’s a steep climb
to the village of Haworth
with its exposed moors
and howling winds that turns
the heart into turmoil
flowers ten feet tall
a man hangs from a window
Banksy and friends
leave a colourful mark
on the walls of Bristol
jazz accompaniment
on the tourist bus ride
round Poole harbour
the blistering heat
lures everyone to the beach
shallow creeping waves
cool the golden sand
on Bournemouth's beach
tourists sit in the shade
offered by their parasol
new favourite spot
for lunch on a Saturday
a bakers in Hove
sitting outside a young man
winds his baby daughter
on this bright spring day
a class of young school children
visit the pier
teachers point out landmarks
and broaden their horizons