BlackPool Lights 2025
Blackpool lights burn bright again
a tower dressed in fire and rain
the night alive the crowd stood near
the switch was pressed the glow was clear
Colours raced across the sky
a thousand sparks refused to die
streets of wonder bold and loud
a sea of faces one proud crowd
For four long months the glow will stay
through autumn nights and winter grey
a shining stream a beating heart
where every light becomes its art
The promenade a ribbon wide
with arches bright on either side
the wheels still turn the trams roll slow
beneath the beams that twist and glow
Faces lit by neon fire
each corner sparks a new desire
from north to south the magic runs
a town reborn when day is done
The tower crowned in vivid flame
each year it shines it calls the name
a coastal jewel that none forget
the brightest dream the season set
Through storm and chill the nights will glow
a timeless pulse the town will know
each flicker writes a memory made
then slowly fades yet will not fade
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (1)
Nicely penned, Creatively done,