Arthog and fairbourne

A trip on a train

from Fairbourne to Barmouth

through Arthog Community

In the cool rain

a narrow gauge steam railway

Puffing along

it rattles a bit

but it seems to belong

picks up some speed

takes the tunnel and slows

the Mawddach  across from us

worthy of prose

The estuary  widens

as do the dunes

the waving grasses

And the Lagoons

sea trout and salmon

And the   Irish Sea

Barmouth  a  ferry leaves

so windy, it be

winter is coming

We’re beginning to feel

A bleakness

less people

Not quite the appeal

a vista of  freshness

It’s goosebumps  for me

down through the sand

to the sea

its perishing, honest

imagine to fall

into the sea here

a biting squall.

back on the train

to Fairbourne again

dragons teeth  stones

where tanks dare not go

McDougalls flour

created the flow

And made it a seaside

a village we know

he just seemed to think

it would be lovely

for families

the sun

The beach and the sea

what this great man

had done

A lovely sunspot

Milton’s paradise found

It was for real

Where so many were bound

a lovely long beach

buckets and spades

sand castles built

even now

the dream fades

as the levels do rise

Gwynedd Council believes

Fair bourne  is losing

its fight with the sea

and one day they will wake up

ingloriously

submerged

As sea levels are rising

flooding could be

a drastic problem

apparently

built on a flood plain

the marshes are showing

and possibly

this place might be swamped

It’s risks growing

Fairbourne  submerged

indefinately.

Thank you to Laura and Hari

for accompanying me there.