I was reading about an airport 
Plans were being considered 
To build an international airport 
In an area of fading farms near the sea 

I visited this wilderness in early March 
Just as the migrant birds were returning 
And the spring colours were in early exhibition 
How lovely it was in the warm southerly air 

The extensive railway infrastructure
Was a freight only branch line carrying nuclear waste
Only one station had survived as a burnt out tired shell 
The local roads were a series of potholes differing in size



Blue Notes from a Decaying Country (2025)