Delight

Bleak this green into the grey
a salt-laced winter wind
from a prevailing westerly
full in the face that grinned
and shivering at the whitened shore
to far horizon seen
the figure hunched to winter cold
knows full where he has been

This seascape no portend it hides
as waves turn, crash and fall
and seething water to the shore
brings a familiar call
So bleak though green into the grey
may seem here at first sight
it nonetheless a pleasure brings
to bring me a delight

©Jemverse

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