Photo taken by Luke Belecco. July 2011
This is the revised version to be published in the anthology
'Forward Poetry Regionals 2011 - The Midlands and the East'
East Coast of Lincolnshire
To Saltfleet Marsh
To Saltfleet Marsh
With chamomile scented air
Brushing through our hair
And just twelve miles
To where we want to be
We cycle to the sea
Along Louth road
And across country
*
Roads are as quiet
As can possibly be
For a July day
By the sea
*
Wind turbines tick by slow
Hypnotically round they go
Milling a wind that barely blows
Statues standing in a row
Statues standing in a row
*
The marshland is at low tide
Along the footpath we slowly ride
How much longer will it take ?
The seashore is still opaque
*
Golden ragwort lends
Its sunny colour
To this sullen dull day
Where the persistent mist
Never ends
And sand drifts
Across marshland cliffs
And dune bends
*
Wispy weeds whisper
In the gentle whipping breeze
We push through beds of reeds
Along walls of tall long grasses
Sea-buckthorn and rushes
And orchids of the marshes
Species-rich hedgerows
And sea lavender meadows
*
Back on the road
Creeping villages
Edge into view
Sleep under veils
Of sweeping summer fog
*
And sea clouds appearing
Clearing and disappearing
Back into the wetland bog
*
Time stops.
There is no traffic
At the traffic stops
Only the tractors
Delivering the crops
*
Onto Crabtree Lane
Then Church Lane
A different way
From the way we came
And stopping by
The haunted church
To take shelter
In its doorframe
From a shower of rain
That suddenly came
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