Ghost Towns Up On The Hill

images remind of ghost towns left abandoned
few trees still fruit among ruins of yesterday
coal seams played out present miners live now
in towns scattered below now road connected

who wants to live in this mist in rain three thousand
feet and more up when the sea begs lapping far shore
upon this strip of coast a ribbon of blue beauty below
watch light dance upon the sea on sunny summer days


poem by Terence George CraddockReport problemRelated quotes
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