Lent poem #38

Continuing the theme of the beauty of the City of Bath –


Delirium of neo Classic;

Gothic arches, gated basements.

Reliefs with every human facet.

Pillared portals, braided casements

Rise to rooftops dressed with chimneys.

Shoe shops, gem shops, books and antiques;

Church chimes ringing from the belfries;

Restaurants, tea shops, arts and boutiques.

Every window filled with treasures,

Some to eat and some to wear,

City of a thousand pleasures

How I wish we were still there.  


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