Ludlow's Busking Twins - Poem by Della Perry
Costa coffee, cup large than the table
Steam rising into the warmth of the day
Pleasant chatter, narrow lanes of old
Blue plaques on terrace walls
Historical town, stone, wooden beams
Mingled with charity shops, boutiques, easy-going little place, castle walls, friendly faces.
Artist's palace, poets dream, quaint and serene
Relaxed to the whimsical
Busking twins, played up-to-date tunes
Like the Beat poets, did their own thing
A young holidaymaker sat on his suitcase
Lit up a cigarette
Listened for a while
Clapping at the end.
Few people dropped coins
into a red butter tub
A beautiful pointer sat by its owners feet
The pint of coffee made me want to pee
So I walked on by, dropped in fifty p.
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