by Jem Croucher


On the beach in mid-September
Sitting on the still warm sea
Paddling out ‘cross flat-calm water
Happy as a sandman, me

To the buoy, the outer marker
Waves are choppier out here
Behind, the land, a distant ribbon
Deceptive though as still quite near

Bobbing on the waves I ponder
From the water, perfect bliss
Looking out to Sussex coastline
What in life can better this?


3 Comments to “Kayaking”

  1. Nothing is better than that which makes you truly spiritually happy. Your poem was lovely. I could see the sea, the buoy marker, and the feeling one gets when one is truly in bliss.

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