BEACH STORM

 

 

Beach storm

As if tethered to the above,

the sea was drawn back,

back beyond sight and sound,

until there was nothing but sand

yielding to footprints, which blurred,

and sank between blinks,

and bits of errant sea

caught in shallow dips while others

formed rivulets to hasten

after the rest.

 

Into this nothing the sky dropped,

smothering all with shades of steel

and iron, weeping rain such that

soon it may leave no room for the

returning tide, its fury tumbling

the spray laden air, lips glanced

by its salt spiced edge, darkening

dunes until they caked and fell.

I have seen fog congested forest

and sheets of sleet cutting

across pasture,

and found beauty,

I could not honour this place so.

7 thoughts on “BEACH STORM

  1. A very atmospheric and brilliant poem Nigel. I enjoyed the lead in on the audio and felt I was on the beach watching this storm right until the last line which has left me thinking this poem is not what it first appears. My first thoughts are storms inside the mind, but I may be way off track. I will need to spend some time with this one Nigel.

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    1. Ah, once a detective …….. I was once caught on a beach when such a storm hit. The beach ‘is’ family, love, fun, happiness yet it was desolated and rendered bleak, a cold dark unhappy place, even sinister in minutes………….much like mental illness.

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  2. The lovely sound of rain pulled me right into this piece and I was swept away by the powerful words and images. So beautiful that I could weep like that ‘weeping rain’. This was an absolute pleasure to read and listen to, Nige !

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