‘Llandudno welcomes you’ as the sign says reaching the brow to he hill at Penrynside. Always sticks in my mind. Such an iconic sign for the area, hence its recent renovation. However when all the glitz and pomp post extravaganza ad summer merriment. Clandudno becomes a cold lonely place until march. In simple terms we still go about our ways just with more parking spaces. The contestant for me is the sea. It’s always here, always different! The Horizon line never changes. Always when i look out to see it makes me think of Mark Rothko. it cuts you in half
Fabric fear black skies near.
Dropping like a million pins.
Itching at silence.
How many rain drops fall in an hour.
Tried and testing.
Once again internal questioning.
Self confidant and perfect.
Is it really worth it.
TIC, TIC, TIC, TIC.
Mental pictures bully the mind.
Self directed over complicated.
Soul assassinated festive time
Just the one(ce).