Dawlish Poem by John Betjeman

Could not read the whole poem, but the few lines that are visible has such beauty! A pleasant poem of day!

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Bird-watching colonels on the old sea wall, Down here at Dawlish where the slow trains crawl: Low tide lifting, on a shingle shore, Long-sunk islands from the sea once more: Red cliffs rising where the wet sands run, Gulls reflecting in the sharp spring sun; Pink-washed plaster by a sheltered patch, Ilex shadows upon velvet thatch: What interiors those names suggest! Queen of lodgings in the warm south-west… (by allpoetry / Dawlish)

Love reading Sir John Betjeman for he always wrote with a touch of class and many people said he was a most kind and generous man outside his writing.

A detailed, vivid description of an old English seaside town; beautifully rendered in rhymed verse, by John Betjeman.