7 of 12 in the ‘My very best’ series
Lurking fog and drizzle falling the sea a greyish green Waves like monstrous ogres rising tossed by winds unseen Alone on dampened shingle taste of salt upon my lips Braced to ocean’s vigour gazing out to windward ships I am the only audience for this winter serenade A symphony composed for one perfect and uniquely made This cacophony splendid sounds cherished as my own To me triumphant music with cymbal crash and moan Rhythm dragged across the shingle drumbeat on the wooden groyne Turns the staid and older man back to the winsome boy Enraptured there I listen as the music builds and plays My heart a-flutter, eyes for tears a glorious malaise And as the white surf slips away tumultuous applauds Along with cries ‘Encore! Encore!’ I hanker after more.
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Photo – Jempics
[Music was first penned back in the late 1980s (I don’t have a precise date); first added to Jemverse in May 2014 and then reposted in August 2019 and again today]
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