Searching for pirate gold ...

I was beguiled by an Austen Seven -

Its louche driver wore torn tweed - 

The leather seats were scuffed -

The running boards invited brogues -

I pictured myself at the wheel - 

My headlamps would lasso owls - 

I'd drive down midnight lanes - 

I'd be dizzy with petrol and dark ale - 

I'd have a tangled mane of hair - 

I'd be searching for pirate gold -

12 December 2021

Wareham 

Dorset