Listening to Sounds at the Port

On holiday in  Marseillan in Herault. Our house is in the middle of the town - a few steps from the port with its lines of boats in one direction and a few steps from the town centre in the other -
I find myself ...

 Listening to Sounds at the Port 

Town bus grinding

Builder’s truck brumming

Small car purring

Scooter buzzing

Swallows chirruping

Small dog barking

Family voices -

father deeper, children higher,

mother somewhere in between

Guitar playing

Drummer drumming 

Church bells ringing
Skate-board growling
Rigging clattering

In this summer life

So very much to listen to ... 

'Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows.'

John Betjeman

Postcards from Marseillan on my Facebook.