Six hagstones

Six new hagstones, Mother's Day
one for every Bean
drawn and inked by Lee the star
Best hagstones ever seen
Symbols of longevity
crafted by the sea
Of love and fortitude and zest
for everyone and me

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Hagstone

Roxanne sent me a hagstone
quite the best one I'd ever seen
appropriately remindful
of the beach I've seldom been
At least not of late but soonest
when I'll be back with eyes in train
on the shingle finding hagstones
to add them once again
Meantime I have this treasure
tactile, close by for smiles
Until I can be back searching
on the beach, a little while

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[Hagstones are pebbles to which the movement of sea and sand, over time, have added holes].

Perfect fit

On the beach was a footprint
I'd seen it before
down there on the shingle 
close to the shore
And the reason for that
was because it was mine
as I have been here
for a time after time
and will be again
with a perfect fit
as I live for the sea
and am part of it

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Calming voice of the sea

The long mile changes, I've seen it before
down there on the shingle on this southern shore
Many times have I wandered on wet shingle there
at the turn of a tide with never a care
But now - wanton, wasted, confined to my bed
The long mile I crave clearly there in my head
And in spirit I'm there with the sea at my side
a friend all these years in whom to confide
As though I can't get there, the voice I still hear
of the sea, my calm soother as though it were near
And the comfort's profound, almost tangible here
from the long mile carried, a message so clear
Yes there are changes but the voice of the sea
will quell any fears and is always with me

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Photo – Jempics

Pebbles

To Bracklesham Bay, the star attraction
six of us came for a distraction
Four days to take our minds away
from the cancer here to stay
Pebbles gave us that in spades
a perfect weekend for us made
Walks on the beach for fossils found
Hagstones and driftwood to sea sound

And those waves when pounding on the shore
were such a calming voice for more
Making for a special time
when we six left all feeling fine
Thank you Pebbles, you have provided
all we'd hoped for and confided
Memories forged of happy times
which we will treasure in our minds

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Photo – Bezza Croucher

‘Pebbles’ was the name of the Air B&B at Bracklesham Bay

Richness

Late November sun reflected by sea
warms our faces on the shingle as we
sit and sift pebbles, looking for finds
fossils and treasures to satisfy minds
And the sea like a carpet of diamonds shines
reflecting some heat, defying these climes
as it should by rights be raw and quite chill
but this is much better so we take our fill
With the tide on the turn and us on the beach
there's all of the richness of life here to teach

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Thalassophiles

When the sea that you love
is at the end of the garden
well, that's a no brainer
and, begging your pardon
why would you not?
it makes perfect sense
for there's no second guessing
and here no pretence
So we'll be doing just that
and keeping on track
thalassophiles us
no holding us back

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Photo – Sally Croucher

Thalassophile – a person who loves and is magnetically attracted to the sea

Distraction

We're at Bracklesham Bay for a few days respite
all of the Crouchers and me
In a house with a garden onto the beach
bringing all of us close to the sea
It's fantastic for all but cathartic for me
as this cancer needs a distraction
and here with the promise the ocean will bring
there is confidence here of that action

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(revisiting) Aspects of gold II

7 of 10 in the ‘Fading 23’ series

Part 2 of 3

On the footbridge returning
from a day on the beach
there’s a place where I stand
that’s within easy reach

to envelop myself
in the colours I see
and gaze out in wonder
as it falls around me

For here there are moments
to capture and hold
as each sunset settles
to aspects of gold

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[Aspects of Gold was first posted as a triplicate in October 2018. Revisited part 1 yesterday; revisiting part 3 tomorrow]

Photo – Jempics

Storm on the brew

A wander in wind
with a storm in the air
and seagulls there on on the wing
as the swell of the sea
and the chop of the waves
is excitement waiting to bring

Out there on horizon
a splash of the gold
from the sun now hidden from view
as grey clouds roll in
and the still of the air
is replaced by the storm on the brew

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Photo – Jempics