1503 cont. Club La Costa - bits and pieces

F

Though the clouds would hide his form

I sense Orion in the sky

Lying gently on his side

While Taurus smiles down form above.

G

My firsr mussels since

Visiting Mont St Michel

And I was not sick!

H

A scream o parrots in the trees

Though not a one in sight

As we stroll down from Sulah's fort

Through towering pines towards the beach

In winter noon sunlight.

The sun has dropped, the swimmers gone,

The children in the pool

Take a last splash then hurry off

For pizza, cheesy chips and coke

Before it gets too cool;

So we are left to swim alone

While the air cools

With sparrows out chirping the throb

Of cicadas 'neath the vines

As the evening falls.

Lunch by the harbour and as we eat

The hawkers come in waves,

Blank-eyed, assuming we won't buy

Their bags and bangles, donkey toys

Fake DVDs and shades.

Brian Hick November 2015

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