Throughout the year the seagulls
as seasons come and go
are always out there for me
be it sunshine, rain or snow
In the winter and the autumn
In the Springtime when it’s green
In the summer when it’s nice and warm
There are seagulls I’ll have seen
Always out there flying
or swooping ‘cross the sea
I’m so glad I have the seagulls
as they’re part of life for me
Over the years I have titled several poems with the preposition ‘of’ – so this last Jemverse mini-series of 2022 pulls some of those back together again
Alone on the shingle
Salt in my mouth
Braced against wind
Looking to South
Out there in the green
Waves rise and fall
As I listen again
To familiar call
A song just for me
The swoop and the cry
The sea and its music
As seagulls fly by
Seagulls flying on the wing
on the beach as I
sit outside my beach hut
and watch them hover by
Indicative of all that is
a life beside the sea
this vista with the seagulls
is here a part of me
On the beach here on my day
the best place to be
Outside the beach hut
beside the blue sea
Sou’ Westerly blowing
Waves green and blue
White horses leaping
with surf as they do
And the beach is quite empty
no one else was down there
Just me and the seagulls
the whole place to share
...all about me and my life in words. I write most days, carrying an ideas book around in which I capture a word snapshot of life around me. So there's a lot here about Sussex and the sea and anything else I see that inspires.
The pictures are mine too. Some taken to match a poem; some poems written to match a pic; others chosen because they work well with words written.
Jemverse is life in words. Hope you enjoy the reading as much as I enjoy the writing...