Tuesday, 19 July 2016

At the Eurostar Terminal, Brussels

Sam's Café gleams, the queue is long
Hot coffee - zebra eyes look on!
Early travellers, rucksacks bulging
Crowd the tables, all indulging

In couques and crumbly croissants fresh
Which leave their plastic trays a mess
A sense of expectation reigns;
Across the concourse – Channel trains!

A painless check-in, automated
Security is overstated
Though the Army lads stroll by
British passports get the eye.

Stretched-out seating occupied
Off-school children, bleary-eyed
Gift carrier-bags, spread maps and books;
Phones get surreptitious looks...

Rare are those in business suit
T-shirts and ripped jeans on this route
We're called for boarding, rise as one
The summer exodus has begun!

(c) Poet in the woods 2016




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