A number of years ago, the West Pier at Brighton was tragically destroyed by fire. All that remains of this beautiful Victorian structure is a sad rusting skeleton abandoned to the relentess sea.


west pier

rust
wracked
random
rods
reddening
rotting
ruthlessly
riddled
ruthfully
riding
riddling
sands
sad
sight
so
sad
bad
night
fire
bright
wrecking
memories
skeletoned
in the tide
beside
the languid
shore
no more
a questing
go




Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-03-27 at 10:32

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kath
It is sad when houses or places are destroyed so many memories go down in the destruction ... it must be very special to see this skeleton all alone and abandoned at sea .....

I much enjoy your poems from places visited carrying the soul that you captured when visiting ...

well done and looking forward to reading more ..

best wishes
katherine
2007-03-27


yoonoos peerbocus
life is lived by spot...never chronologically. it's a storm within to be explored...
2007-03-27