I looked up early evening
to see feathers in the sky
wispy there within the blue
floating slowly by
And it was whimsical right there
cathartic I would say
relaxing and just gazing
at the tail end of a day
So there I stayed eyes upward
as the evening took a hold
and the sunshine started fading
to the sunset with the gold
The beach is a landscape
when the tide is this low
the sky big and wide
with the shingle below
the water far distant
with rocks in between
with familiar seaweed
we've so often seen
yet it still brings excitement
for adventure and more
which over the years
we have used this beach for
So we'll treasure this landscape
by the edge of the sea
which has long given pleasure
to this family
and under the sky
with its canopy wide
we will wander and still
in its friendship confide
for we are as one
this landscape, this reach
down here in fair Sussex
and at home on the beach
And high above I climb into the blue
from down below from whence I flew
admiring the unspoilt view
white clouds above me now
My wingspan wide I'll hover there
spiralling down without a care
humans they'd be best aware
as they below me bow
My name is Gull and I am proud
synonymous my cry aloud
heard above the throng and crowd
my presence to endow
And the light this morning
emulates a clarity anew
Captured on the coast road
as I pass with clear sea view
Pastel pinks and subtle blue
Oranges and yellow
confirming absolutely that
I am a lucky fellow
With a sky as big as big can be
we walked beneath the blue
Grey clouds skidding quickly past
keeping the sun in view
All we could feel was Springtime warmth
meandering on our way
As Hampshire’s Meon Valley came
to meet the end of day
The big sky stayed as evening came
and we rested with a beer
Hoping that the morrow would
stay fine and just as clear
...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...