Shingle

4 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Shoreham’ series

The shingle covered beaches
mightn’t be your cup of tea
But they’re all a part of Sussex
so that’s good enough for me
You might prefer the feel of sand
Well Shoreham has that too
For at low tide there’s great expanse
extending from the land

And the shingle has its treasures
revealed from time to time
A lovely bit of driftwood
or a seashell rare and fine
But best of all for me at least
are the pebbles which I find
Especially the ones with holes
to which I am inclined

So whenever I am down there
(a lot I’ll have you know)
I’ll search for one which has a hole
and homeward it will go
Shingle treasures cherished
and kept in easy reach
Tactile and quite beautiful
and found on Shoreham beach

©Jemverse

 

Contented treads…

Walking slowly on the shingle
the crunching ‘neath my feet
as pebbles slip and slide
and tideline flotsam
with my roving eyeline meet

Crossing sea-sculpted grounds
the distant shoreline fades
as tide comes in
and lapping waves
with salted sand-scape trades

This is my beach, my haven
my extra-special place
as contented treads
and all will know
with smiles on my face

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A certain privilege

At sunset the beach huts
the darkening sky
the almost silent sound
of a gull passing by
On the shingle we wander
watching the sea
A slackened tide turning
a good place to be
And the honour’s not lost
of this easy reach
And the privilege we have
living close to the beach

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Beach blues

Took myself for a walk on the beach
for an hour at lunchtime today
There were seagulls out there sunbathing
and blue flowers on display

The Sea Lane cafe was buzzing
with folks having tea in the sun
There were people out walking their dogs
who were all on the beach having fun

And I smiled as I saw this whilst walking
a five mile circle today
With the seagulls, the sea and the shingle
and the blue flowers I saw on the way

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Knapweed the Greater

I have a bolthole on the beach
and you’ll often find me there
Gazing at the open sea
oft with a pensive stare

There are flowers on the shingle
Knapweed is one of these
Purple in the summer months
and a favourite for bees

They say it is the greater
and it stands with poise and grace
wearing purple on its regal crown
by the ocean in this place

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As above, so below

As above, so here below
blue sky and deep blue sea
The gently turning silent waves
creep up to welcome me
In this place, that sweetest voice
sings out the quiet refrain
as on this shingle here I stand
upon my beach again

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Kissed by moving water

Kissed by moving water
gentle, sometimes strong
shingle moves the shifting sand
to the ocean’s song

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