An ancient crossing of the Meuse
Which a reading of its name infers
Dutch tongue of land – coach drive away
Where Saint Servais still holds sway.
Coveted by France and Spain
A city many sought to claim
Where D’Artagnan, Dumas’ musketeer
Lies buried; he died fighting here.
Old Vrijhof; bustling market square
There’s a touch of Belgium here
With its onion-towered, proud town hall
Surrounded by many a farmer’s stall.
Where Dominicans once used to pray
Books are sold in smart display.
Huge gateways, sturdy, metres thick
Once protected old Maastricht.
In modern times the perfect place
To sign a Treaty; change the face
Of Europe, making us all one
Its latest chapter has begun!
(c) Poet in the woods 2014