Chapter 9 of The Haunted Tide is coming along nicely. Since yesterday I have written over a thousand words. I have also produced the following ‘found’ poem about a great storm on the North Norfolk Coast.
A Village Vanishes
Agitated by the violence of the wind,
The sea burst,
Occupying farms and fields
At first,
Then towns and villages.
It suffocated men and women
Asleep in their beds,
The sea
Covered the heads
Of infants in cradles.
It tore up houses from their foundations;
Threw them into the sea
Violently.
A whole village and its church,
Swallowed by the storm.
writing in north norfolk 