SKELMERSDALE
Lost down country lanes
we come across roundabouts,
roadsigns with names
like Pimbo, Digmoor and
Town Centre - but which?
The precinct shops conform
to universal standards -
only the accents
localise.
This wet pre-Christmas
Saturday finds us
in the only town
with no bustle.
The picture of warships
in the coffee house
is hung slantwise
and off centre.
We leave the planners'
boom town, rainswept,
hidden somewhere beyond fields.
© Gerald England
Composed: Skelmersdale, 12th December 1982
Unpublished
