Wapping Wharf

by Jem Croucher

Spent a day in Bristol
down on Wapping Wharf
via St Mary Redcliffe
and a Wild Rock beer or course
There weren’t too many tourists
so it was peaceful here today
in the city of my birthplace
where I had time to play

The cranes along the quayside
stand still like giants there
silent now and aging
with memories to share
It was actually quite cathartic
watching people in the rain
So I’ll be sure to visit more
and come back here again

©Jemverse

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