Written 28/09/2017.

If you walk past the bandstand,
with its too-white paint
and curling iron detail,
an island on a manicured lawn,
you might take the riverside path.

Past the old inn,
the pubs, the tapas bar,
and the overfull car park
in miniature.

It drops down to the very edge
of the water,
lapping at the path’s side
at high tide
and leaving the trodden dirt
damp, as mud.