I would love to return to the seasideon a sixties time machine ride,where my sister and I used to playwith our plastic buckets and spades. I would feel the sand between my toes,watch the waves crash on the stones,and run down to the sea to fill my bucketwith water to pour in our sandcastle’s moat. […]
Tag: Seaside
Nature’s Secrets
My response to the secret keeper Weekly Writing Prompt #36 Light breeze drifts, Breathes distinctive scents: Salt and life, Shingle beach, Wilderness of marsh and reed Hold nature’s secrets. © Kim M. Russell, 2016
A Seaside Octain
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar – Octain Refrain In lines of salty poetry beach-combings of sea-shells and stones seaweed and brittle brine-bleached bones polished and arranged in glory deep blues and moody seascape hues the writer navigates a story of washing waves and seagull’s tones in lines of salty […]
When I was a child I was fascinated by seaside talent and beauty contests
Seaside Beauties It’s a cold, wet July day. Deckchairs are lined up At the end of the pier. From behind their umbrellas And transparent plastic macs, Holidaymakers stare At a bevy of beauties in bathing suits With carefully coiffured hair, Counting goosebumps On mottled arms and legs. The resident comic and compère Steps up to […]
Being not far from the sea…
… I wrote the following sonnet. A Seaside Sonnet I dig my toes in shifting grains of sand, Eroded rock, disintegrated shell, Let shingle drift away from palm of hand To land in foaming lace of ocean’s swell. By increments surrounded by the tide, That ebbs and flows and rises to my thigh, I am […]
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