Saturday, 22 April 2017

The Colliery Baths #bigpitmuseum #coalmining #poetry


The Colliery Baths

The shouts of harsh friendship and rude songs of love.
The faces all soaped up as steam rises above
The coal dust not shifting from those ingrained backs
The feet sore and aching, the muscle it knacks
With hope for a hot tea two veg and some meat
And at last some warm comfort from her arms, so sweet.