William Messent

Soggy Sidmouth (Sunday 29 April 2012)

Grey and wet,
A soggy Sidmouth
Greets the stalwart Sunday trippers,

Peering out
Through steamed up windows,
Squinting now through windscreen wipers.

With gay umbrellas
Scan the grim Edwardian villas,

In puddle pictures;
Scenic vistas bleached of colour.

Stormy night
Leaves sand and pebbles,
Displaced beach huts, upturned tables.

Biting wind
Meets battling walkers.
Ice cream parlours long deserted.

Remind me,
What was the attraction
Of this seaside town in Devon?

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 5, 2013

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Comments about Soggy Sidmouth (Sunday 29 April 2012) by William Messent

  • Angela Michel (3/5/2013 6:55:00 PM)

    so vividly described, what a great job of making a picture in my mind. I feel like I was there.

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