
A sheet of metallic green hovers over the deep
Beneath a dark emerald sky
That afflicts the era
Of the midwinter most bleak
While in the monumental vaulted dome
High above the placid verdigris of the sea
Whispers of cool vernal air
Tousle the few remaining leaves
Clinging determined to bare skeletal trees
Redundant ornamentation these days
Which line the forgotten wastelands
Of the bejewelled riviera
That with myriad crowds a chattering
Did but yesteryear teem
As they inched their way
Along the elegant promenade
Now this deserted coastline
Of all visitors does lie bereft
Its great masterpiece sublime
In watercolours depicted
Tragically unseen by all
One enchantment of an eventide
Upon this glittering sceptred bay
This sparkling diadem
That crowns the elegant head
Of a simple outpost insignificant
As it perches upon the shores of a tranquil ocean
~ d.a.simpson ~
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