Kites

The sea is full of surfers
they’re dancing in the air
catapulting off the waves
that pound the beach down there

A rainbow full of colours
skimming ‘cross the sea
kite-surfers in their element
applauded here by me

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Here

The green, the breeze
the sky, the sea
here on the beach
and then there’s me
Grinning wide and
laughing loud
as living here
it does me proud

©Jemverse

Photo – 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

Best ever

I found a hagstone on the beach
it was the best I’ve found
amongst the other pebbles there
just waiting on the ground

It’s flat and Barbara Hepworth-like
a tactile thing to touch
and it will now take pride of place
amongst those I love so much

For though I’ve many hagstones
which I keep in easy reach
this one is the best ever
that I’ve found on Shoreham beach

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics [A hagstone is a natural thing; a stone or pebble sculpted by the sea with a hole right through. I try to find at least one every time I go to the beach – so I have (literally) hundreds. This though is the best I’ve ever found and is now on my keyring].

Patterns in the sand

Patterns in the sand
left there by the sea
sculpted by the longshore drift
so perfect and free

Sometimes with a pebble
or the flow of water there
but always with charming
of which I’m aware

This canvas is fleeting
but I will oft confide
whilst its there for a viewing
at the turn of the tide

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Longshadow three

Three shadows cast
by a streetlight behind
long to the seashore
waiting to find
what there lay in store
with mystery held
longshadow casting
completely compelled
But soon there revealed
with the lap of the sea
as twilight it faded
on longshadow three

©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]

The constant sea

These wanders here each evening
when the night’s about to fall
are I think the moments
which we will most recall
When this madness is all over
and we find ourselves again
with whatever becomes normal
and whatever still remains

For there’s one thing here that’s certain
the constant of the sea
which no matter what else changes
will still and always be
So we treasure all our wanders
by the sea in these strange days
for they bring a sense of freedom
and respite from the malaise

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Where I can be free

My feet in the water
in Wellington boots
down on the sea shore
from whence come my roots
The soft wavelets lapping
as the light fades away
and we come here walking
at the end of the day

For this vacant seascape
holds richness and more
which I’ll always treasure
for it I adore
And I’ll never tire
of this vista I see
down by the water
where I can be free

©Jemverse

Photo – 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

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