Ouse (Lewes)

by Jem Croucher


Meandering down through ancient town
A trickle now, a stream
Belying far more turbulent times
In its history it has seen
Sunshine on the water paints
A quiet picture now
Yet not many years past, the floods rose up
To Prison Hill’s high brow
No mark left now of that tragic time
A memory left alone
As Lewes sees more tranquil days
In its peaceful Sussex home


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