A stone’s throw

A stone’s throw from the hillside
and a stone’s throw from the beach
Gosh! I am a lucky fellow
to have this in easy reach

And what’s more I have a river
from the sea into the hills
so if I tire of either
I have that to bring the thrills

This really is a lovely place
this Shoreham by the sea
and there’s no other haven
where I think I’d rather be

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Nestled

Nestled underneath the Downs
beside the deep blue sea
Shoreham town lies quietly there
serene and peacefully

Approaching from the Sussex hills
this view it caught my eye
and thankful that I live down there
I ambled slowly by

For these they are the precious days
with privilege so clear
and I am thankful that I have
all this so very near

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Photo – Shoreham-by-Sea snapped from Mill Hill, Sussex – Jempics

Everything to me

Looking through to Shoreham
‘cross the river from the beach
reminds me of the fortune
I have here in easy reach
Equidistant from the downs
to the beauty of the sea
this little town where here I live
is everything to me

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Photo – the view from Shoreham beach, across Beach Green to Shoreham town – Jempics

Big II

The driftwood on the beach tonight
was big and long and tall
and though I would’ve if I could’ve
I can only take stuff small
But I still took several pictures
at marvelled at the fact
that it was wedged there in the rocks
placed by the sea intact

It must have been quite something
the force that placed it there
wedged, unmoving there for us
to stop, admire and stare
For now it is a landmark
(or a ‘seamark’ actually)
standing proud and staying
where it is beside the sea

It’s not going anywhere too soon
although the sea might disagree
as another storm with mighty waves
might move it actually
Til then when I pass by this way
(most days as is my gift)
I’ll pause and pay it homage
as it’s way too big to lift

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Supermoon rising

On the beach just last evening
with Obi and Sal
we walked on the shingle and saw
with a glow in the east
a visual feast
as a supermoon rose for encore

So we cheered and we clapped
and stood there in awe
as it rose and shone on the sea
A wonderful thing
to make your heart sing
For Sal and for Obi and me

©Jemverse

Photo – supermoon rising over Shoreham beach – Jempics

[Obi is our 5-year old Jack Russell/Dachshund cross; he’s called Obi because he arrived on Star Wars day]

Of sunsets and supermoons

I found a freedom at sunset today
went out for a ride on my bike
Not many cars on the roads still of course
so I could go wherever I liked

Took a route by the airport at first
no planes on the field there in sight
felt a bit odd but then everything is
including an absence of flight

Crossed by the Pad to Old Botolphs road
the sun sinking low in the sky
peddled on down the quiet country lane
as tiny young rabbits hopped by

Paused on the crest to take in the view
the little church waiting down there
then whizzed down the hill freewheeling and fast
with the wind blowing warm in my hair

To the river and sunset over the hill
sinking down low in the west
Caught in this place where the view here I think
is probably one of the best

Then on home to Shoreham-by-Sea where I live
my bike taking me there quite soon
under a blue sky where in the east there arose
a wonderful new supermoon

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Photo – super moon rising over Shoreham – Jempics

Pink Moon

The moonlight on the water
caught me by surprise
made me simply stop and stare
and open wide my eyes

For here there was a marvel
unparalleled and fine
and on the beach down here this evening
it was entirely mine

It was spectacular and lovely
so I stood there for a while
committing it to memory
to hold there with a smile

©Jemverse

Photo – pink moonscape, Shoreham Beach- Jempics

Little for perfecting

Across the bridge over the Adur
at night with lights reflecting
This view across to Shoreham Beach
needs little for perfecting

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Photo – The Adur Ferry bridge at night looking across to Shoreham Beach – Jempics

As a seagull again

7 of 7 in the Jemverse series ‘Shoreham again’

As a seagull I flew inland from the sea
Up in a yellow-tinged sky
Looking down with the freedom I commanded in flight
as I swooped and I soared up on high

I watched as the river meandered below
Through the town I am proud to call home
with its cluster of houses gathered close to the sea
over routes I have so often flown

And as I flew I gave voice as we seagulls do
shouting out to the winds a loud cheer
close to the ocean in Shoreham-by-Sea
“I am really so pleased that I’m here”

©Jemverse

Photo – Shoreham at low tide by W Standen

Jemverse first posted “As a seagull” on 9 March 2016

This river again

6 of 7 in the Jemverse series ‘Shoreham again’

In this river’s silted tributaries
Navigation now
Reserved for smallish river craft
Low of beam and bow
And yet, two hundred years ago
Galleons here were made
Crafted beams at Bramber
Where many keels were laid
Such changing times of commerce
The Adur’s here provided
For this fishing port of Shoreham
Which by the sea has long resided

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Photo – Shoreham at low tide by W Standen

Jemverse first posted “This River” on 8 July 2015

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