What joy! The yellow coastal tram
Comes into view by
Ostend track
How very pleased
today I am
To have the
sunshine at my back!
In leisure mood
along we glide
To Nieuwpoort where
its yachts scream class
Past pillbox guard-posts,
Raversijde,
The retreat of royals
in times past.
Rolling dunes, high-rise
hotels,
Joggers sweating
in the sun
Swooping seagulls,
bikers’ bells:
Sights and sounds
of summer fun!
The scenic
boardwalk wends for miles
Here cyclists
swerve and fight for space;
While cranes and
diggers insert piles
To save the
beaches – a lost race?
In World War One –
Yser retreat
Where sluices stopped
the Huns' advance;
Restaurants and shopping street;
Sea breezes make
red roses dance!
Benches by school kids
soon taken
Vast artworks but
by whom? No clues;
The stress of
daily life – forsaken!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
Nieuwpoort Marina
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