Shadow Wave

Shadow cast on turquoise
I raised a hand and waved
One finger on the shutter
for the photo that I saved

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My Place

Can I just say, yes one more time
‘This is my favourite place’
As you’ll not find me here
without a smile upon my face

Time after time

Yes, I know I have written
many times in the past
of this beach and the sea
and it won’t be my last
For this place here in Sussex
I will gravitate to
whenever I can
Well you would, wouldn’t you?

A day at the beach hut

Spent a day at the beach hut
in the bright sun
It’s been renovated and
I’m pleased that it’s done

Painted bright turquoise
to reflect sky and sea
Hut 101 is really
a great place to be

Haven by the sea revisited

6 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

Opened up the beach hut
which needs a lick of paint
But it’s still a lovely place to be
All ours and very quaint

Close to bliss

The beach huts may be shuttered
and closed for wintertime
But the sunrise ‘cross the sea is
just as equally sublime
as it can be in summer months
much earlier than this
But still tinged with a wonder
which comes quite close to bliss

A ray of sun captured

I captured the sunset
at the beach hut today
Late in the evening
with a golden display

Beach Hut (aka ‘Our happy place too’)

Took a trip to the beach hut
It’s looking quite good
If you don’t look too close
at the oft patched up wood
The locks opened fine
with some lubricant there
and it doesn’t look like
it needs much repair

Painted

The day began with sunshine
so I popped down to the beach
armed with paints and brushes
and a long pole for to reach
the top bit of the beach hut
as it needs a lick of paint
It took me several hours
but a craftsman I just ain’t

Last day of the holidays

Spent the last day of my holiday
at the beach hut by the sea
It was grey down there and windy
but that didn’t bother me
The sun came out from time to time
and there was warmth still in the air
as I sat and watched the kites
on the water surfing there

Haven by the sea

Opened up the beach hut
which needs a lick of paint
But it’s still a lovely place to be
All ours and very quaint

Dusk

Dusk at the passing of a very hot day

The beach huts glowing now

Out to the west the orange and gold

sun shadow on my brow