Yellow Clouds

Some clouds are yellow
tinged with the sun
the last thing you see
when a sunset is done

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Spring

Counting days til sunshine
and the pleasure that will bring
with long hours at the beach hut
in the warmer days of Spring

Diamond Days

Some days are diamond
the sea and the sky
azure blue with the sun
up there on high

Some days are damond
more precious than gold
when a sunshine embrace
brings me in from the cold

Breakwater sunshadow

Breakwater sunshadow
inspiration to me
speak of a time
I recall vividly

When Victorian lines
to the low water reach
with sea-sculpted grandeur
adorned every beach

Beach Hut Weather revisited

7 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

Felt quite low for several days
but then the sun arrived
Opened up the beach hut
glad to be alive
Wandered round the market
picked up a few cheap things
Watched the plovers playing
fishing on the wing

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

Privilege to share revisited

5 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

Another lovely end of day
in my favourite place
Sitting in the sunshine
with a big smile on my face

I’d take a little selfie
but I’m pretty sure that you
Would rather see some beach huts
from my favourite sea view

Painted (revisited)

4 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

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

Our happy place II revisited

3 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

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

A ray of sun captured (and revisited)

2 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

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

Reflective and gorgeous
the warmth of the sun
captured right here
as the day is all done

Beach Huts revisited

1 of 7 in the Jemverse ‘Beach Huts’ series

Stretching to infinity
Beach huts on Beach Green
Painted many colours
Brightest you’ll have seen

Here on the coast in Sussex
a haven on the beach
A little bit of paradise
there in easy reach

Bliss II

Across wet sand
as evening falls
the sea a whisper
silence calls
And here stand I
to witness this
exquisite moment
born of bliss

No Fishing

The seagulls were hopeful
as they flew overhead
But the fisherman’s stayed
nice and warm in his bed

And his boat remains covered
with tarpaulin and snow
His nets and his lines
packed away and in stow

The white blanket

So rare the white blanket
on this Southern shore
that part of me wishes
there was sometimes more
A very small part though
and I mean it no ill
But I couldn’t live long
with this iron chill

COME TO THE BEACH AND DREAM

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“If A Wish Is A Dream The Heart Makes, Then Come To The Beach And Start Dreaming!”
– Charles Robert Lindholm

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The silver sea

Stood and looked out on
a shining silver sea
the far horizon deep and blue
and beckoning to me
It was cold there on the shingle
Winter’s grip an iron chill
But the sunshine on the water
was good and vibrant still

Azores Evening

Moonlight  has banished an ocean of stars,
pouring  molten silver across the water.
Murmuring waves remember a primal ocean,

Sky, sea, sand and me

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Brilliant

The glare was quite brilliant
from the bridge with the blue
and the sunshine so bright
that it looked almost new
The river was brimming
the tide really high
with soft wavelets lapping
as I wandered by

The Seagull Serenade (reprise)

6 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagull’ series

Alone on dampened shingle
The taste of salt around my mouth
I stand braced against a rising wind
And gaze out to the south

Seagulls, the sea and a song (reprise)

5 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

Alone on the shingle
Salt in my mouth
Braced against wind
Looking to South
Out there in the green
Waves rise and fall
As I listen again
To familiar call
A song just for me
The swoop and the cry
The sea and its music
As seagulls fly by

Riding with Seagulls (reprise)

4 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Seagulls’ series

I’m riding with seagulls
down here on the beach
as they fly alongside me
just out of reach
It’s like swimming with dolphins
just as wonderful and
the only change is that
I’m still on the land

Broken Breakwater

Progress and safety and
longshore drift
have taken their toll
with budget and thrift
So, rare the breakwater
today you will find
Most hidden away
to low water confined

At Twilight…

Two figures on a darkened shore
down by the glistening sand
Out there in the distance
walking hand in hand

This is a time for lovers
with a new moon in the sky
As, on a turning tide, the waves
whisper with a sigh

To grin or not to grin

And there out to the distant West
Gold fades across the sea
As twilight swiftly passes
and the night time comes to me

Silhouette

At twilight down on Shoreham Beach
When the light is fading fast
And the whisper of the turning tide
Is dark as we walk past

The rising moon out to the East
Glistens on wet sand
Bright just like the sunshine
In the shadows where we stand

Shingle

4 of 6 in the Jemverse ‘Shoreham’ series

The shingle covered beaches
mightn’t be your cup of tea
But they’re all a part of Sussex
so that’s good enough for me
You might prefer the feel of sand
Well Shoreham has that too
For at low tide there’s great expanse
extending from the land

Beach Breakfast

Saturday morning came and
the sun was nice and bright
A beach breakfast was beckoning
so we rather thought we might
And just as luck would have it
not that far from home
there’s a restaurant right on the beach
(no need to book by phone)