Atmospheric 2

2 of 3 in a Jemverse mini-series

The seventh wave was building
I watched it gather height
Like a monster lurking out there
with teeth and awesome might

The breakers just before it
when they broke upon the shore
slipped quickly back into the mire
before coming back once more

And then the monster tumbled
roaring loudly as it fell
Quickly reaching out for me
Quite angry I could tell

But I have been here often
and have grown to learn their guile
so sprang back safely out of reach
laughing with a smile

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

The green and the grey

The prevailing Sou’Westerly’s blowing quite hard
with white horses out there today
Its cooler but the view from the beach
is great with the green and the grey

There’s an edge of a storm out there in the wild
that the sea will tickle and coax
And a fleck of moisture on the wind in my face
throws into the mix a few soaks

But I don’t mind a bit for there’s laughter right here
teased out by a very good friend
Who knows me much better than I can ever return
and who always wins in the end

©Jemverse

 

Sou’ Westerlies and evening sun

There is sunshine over there
close to Worthing pier
But the thick cloud overhead
Show that rain is also near
And the abandon of the ocean
whipped up by the breeze
stiffening from Sou’ Westerly
Blows cool around my knees

But it’s still pleasant sitting here
listening to the sea
And as high tide breaks upon the shore
I’m quite content to be
By and by I’ll cycle home
the wind behind me strong
Bringing evening sunshine
and just blowing me along

©Jemverse
[22.9.16]

 

Windy days

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Wind in my hair
and wind in my face
It’s blowing me round
and all over the place
It’s fine in the morning
when I’m rested and fresh
and great in the evening
when I’m needing a rest
It’s good for kite-surfers
out there on the sea
And for gulls on the tide
when they’re fishing for tea
In summer it’s lovely
as it’s usually warm
and prevails from the south
completely to form
But don’t get me started
on what it does when it’s cold
For that makes me shiver
and begin to feel old

©Jemverse

The beach and me

And on the beach last evening
hoping for some sun
I planned to have a beer
when my working day was done
Just one little problem
and I’m not trying to lay blame
But when I got there last evening
the sky was full of rain

The wind, a strong South-Westerly
was whipping up the sea
so the beach was quite deserted
Just some kite-surfers and me
It was still quite warm despite all that
so I still had my beer
As the beach is always special
whenever I am here

©Jemverse

The woods and the wind

Up in Stanmer woods
on the ridge of the hill
we are sheltered within
where it’s chilly but still
There’s winter in here
with the mud and the grey
but perfect for walking
on this February day

We can hear the wind rustling
in the trees all around
But we can’t really feel it
just hear the sound
So we’ll walk here a while
let the dogs wander free
before driving back home
for a nice cup of tea

©Jemverse

Lost words

Shouting, the sea roared
and my words were lost
Carried away as flotsam
on foaming waves
intent only on their
own cacophonous noise
So I snatched a few
from the wind
and walked away

©Jemverse

Part 1 – ‘Lost words’; Part II – ‘Found words‘; Part III – ‘Kept words

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