Breathtaking views and multiple influences,
photogenic ripples, colors of our world display
on walkway streets of a long line, the aura reaches.
Our senses capture the show by night and day.
Wind their way around trees and along the beaches,
people experiencing pollution harming the forest.
The stifling airpark over where the city reaches,
And make towers in disguise with dim overcast.
Looms the benign Brexit with a tiresome exit,
Wednesday, July 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: environment