First I

1 of 12 in the Jemverse ’12 months III’ series

It’s the first of September
and I’m back at the beach
It seemed like the right thing to do
I mean if you like me lived
with this close at hand
you’d join me right here, wouldn’t you?

There’s a beach hut that’s been
ours for twenty years now
on the green overlooking the sea
which affords a good view
I would never eschew
So come, spend the day here with me

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Photo – Lancing beach, West Sussex from the beach hut – Jempics

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Constant rhythm shared

Prevailing sou’ westerly blows
across this grey-green sea
but the sunshine warm, encourages
so I’m content to be
Staying here throughout the day
to watch the sea out there
as white-capped waves comes into shore
with constant rhythm shared

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Photo – Jempics

From diamond seas

To the east the seven sisters
to the west the Isle of Wight
around this sweeping Sussex bay
I have within my sight
And in front of me out to the south
the diamond glinting sea
reflecting southern sunshine
is with me here and free

So no wonder that from time to time
I’ll come and sit and gaze
on Lancing beach for hours
at the ever moving waves
For this is as close to heaven
I can be I’d safely say
here in my perfect haven
on this Sussex coastal bay

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Photo – looking east to the Seven Sisters from Lancing beach, West Sussex – Jempics

Many days spent

Many days have I spent
near the diamond-cast sea
as it shines and it glints in the sun
Tranquility here
with a book and a beer
and a pen to capture the fun

Summer and Winter
Autumn and Spring
this beach hut throughout the year
is all that I need
when soul shine is freed
with the beach and the sea quite so near

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Photo – Jempics

Long Mile Walking

Long Mile walking
Darkening sky
Sun a warm glow in the west
Toe in the water
Cool lapping sea
Smiling at nature’s behest

Smooth sand rippled
from undertow’s pull
revealing a rich treasure trove
I pick up a pebble
washed by the sea
as along the Long Mile here I rove

Driftwood abandoned
cleaned by the sea
Caressed by its loving hand
I’ll take and will treasure
as a gift from Long Mile
here on the fine Sussex land

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[Inspired by ‘The Long Mile‘, posted on Jemverse on 18 August 2014]

A walk at turning tide

Smooth the sand
‘neath rain streaked sky
Seagulls on the wing
Soft whispered
from the distant sea
the wind begins to sing

Turn the tide
the ebb once more
back across the beach
Meet again the
shingle always
well within sea reach

Whitecaps now
on falling waves
salt upon the air
Distant sunshine
ends the day with
night time waiting there

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Photo – Jempics

To end a perfect day

To end a perfect day
we walked along the beach
our small dog running free and proud
the sea in easy reach
The shadow of the sun
spread gold across the sky
A fitting end to perfect day
as together we strolled by

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Photo – Obi on West Beach, Shoreham, Sussex – Jempics