Short Swansea Poems

Sad
Wasted
and
Negative.
Still
Everyone's
Ambitionless...

Read More

Lo! The mounting Autumn tree Swansea green leaves 
Now owners beige yellow and red brighten color
 Leaves do spread separating from branches 
Falling to the ground the sounds of crashing steps
Fawning spawns falling once green leaves now orange, red, brown
As you step upon this is autumns rain autumn leaves rains down


11/5/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

Read More

Night time casting shadows, all around the city
People hurry homeward, ready for the week-end
Fleeting lovers meeting, you say she looks pretty
Walking in the moonlight, something I do commend.

Starlight shining brightly, under a silver moon
Ocean breaking gently, lapping against the sand
Holding hands and strolling, two hearts singing in tune
Heartfelt loving romance, with my wife oh so grand...

Read More

For those who visit Swansea
remember that it's where a legend sleeps

The Reverend Christmas Evans
the greatest preacher ever heard or seen

It is said that if you visit his graveside
and tell the man about your day
then close your eyes and kiss his headstone farewell
you will receive luck for the next few days

That is the story my Grandad told me as i'm telling it to you
so remember if you are in Swansea and down on your luck
then you know just what to do...

Read More

Like autumn leaves they fall,
Scattered all around
As I sit like some tart sitting in
The window as faceless people
Pass silently by in the Swansea rain
Wrapped in their thoughts.
We talk football, how Swansea lost,
My last holiday.
I stare at the old man in the mirror
Youth long since abandoned,
The drooping mouth that once kissed,
And spoke of love.
The ritual concluded with the words
“Something for the week-end sir?”
It took me many years to
Work out what that meant....

Read More