Posts tagged ‘beach’

February 13, 2017

Seen and found

by Jem Croucher

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Sand as far as eye can see
with Brighton to the East
this vista at this time of year
a perfect visual feast

February 12, 2017

Widewater Teazles

by Jem Croucher

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Widewater teazles
on a cold winter’s day
the air was quite frigid
and the water was grey

There was no-one around
when we got there at three
Just Obi and Basil, our dogs
Sal and me

February 8, 2017

Driving home

by Jem Croucher

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The nicest thing when driving home
when the traffic is quite slow
is the view we have of beach and sea
(It’s comforting, you know)

February 7, 2017

Down to the sea

by Jem Croucher

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Finished my work
wandered down to the sea
the freshening breeze
appealing to me
Watched the waves crash
there on the beach
above the tideline
and just out of reach

January 27, 2017

Last Sunrise

by Jem Croucher

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If I didn’t know better (and maybe I don’t)
it was almost as if the sun
had something of a point to prove
with another day begun

January 25, 2017

Twilight

by Jem Croucher

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A walk on the beach with sand at my feet
under a yellowing sky
The sun has set over there in the West
as a seagull flies slowly by

January 22, 2017

Blessed

by Jem Croucher

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Felt blessed down on the beach front
as night time slipped away
And through the clouds out to the East
the sunshine met the day

January 14, 2017

An Ocean of Colors to find with me.

by Colly

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Whale rise.

Rise UP high.

January 12, 2017

To keep and to hold

by Jem Croucher

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There is never a time
when a visit is not
unrewarding for me
whether chilly or hot
It is always refreshing
a pleasure and more
For there are always the
treasures along the seashore

January 11, 2017

Waters Edge

by Jem Croucher

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The lapping sea
The water cold
The breakwater
The very old
The ocean song
The greying sky
The water sound
The seagull cry

January 10, 2017

Contented treads…

by Jem Croucher

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Walking slowly on the shingle
the crunching ‘neath my feet
as pebbles slip and slide
and tideline flotsam
with my roving eyeline meet

November 30, 2016

Sunrise – sedoka

by Jem Croucher

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The horizon gold
A new winter day dawns with
sun rising over the sea

And I stand in awe
An exquisite moment caught
to carry me through the day

November 26, 2016

The Angry Sea – sedoka

by Jem Croucher

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In this brittle chill
the sea is often angry
as it tosses waves at me

But I am wary
keeping my distance I stand
in awe above the tideline

November 1, 2016

To the sea – haiku

by Jem Croucher

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To the sea once more
for a battery recharge
Breathes life into me

October 28, 2016

Nightbeach

by Jem Croucher

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Cast in yellow pools of light
night shadows on the beach
Wooden breakwaters stand tall
robust against the Reach
Mysterious, the water calls
quietly from the shore
as lapping waves just out of sight
return again once more

October 13, 2016

Chiaroscuro Moments

by Jem Croucher

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The light, the beach, the evening sky
The rain across the sea
The far horizon rainbow
simply overwhelming me

October 11, 2016

Simplicity II

by Jem Croucher

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There’s rain on the horizon
beyond a silver sea
And watching here from Goring Beach
this pure simplicity
is pretty much all that I need
to keep me satisfied
living here in Sussex
with a certain sense of pride

October 10, 2016

Breathtaking

by Jem Croucher

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Over in a Western sky
seen from Goring beach
a band of yellow ochre
on horizon, out of reach
I know there’s sunshine out there
but from the grey above the sea
I know the rain will come
and keep the warming rays from me

October 9, 2016

Holding Promise

by Jem Croucher

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Over Worthing Pier
A rainbow holds the promise
Sunshine always sings

October 1, 2016

Sou’ Westerlies and evening sun

by Jem Croucher

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There is sunshine over there
close to Worthing pier
But the thick cloud overhead
Show that rain is also near
And the abandon of the ocean
whipped up by the breeze
stiffening from Sou’ Westerly
Blows cool around my knees

September 29, 2016

The beach and me III

by Jem Croucher

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There’s no one down here now
and the beach is quite deserted
now the sunshine’s left us
But I’m not that disconcerted

September 27, 2016

Privilege to share

by Jem Croucher

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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

September 25, 2016

Painted

by Jem Croucher

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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

September 23, 2016

Peace and the sea

by Jem Croucher

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Peace takes many different forms
but down here it is the sea
On the beach at any time
but today when it’s just me

September 20, 2016

Last day of the holidays

by Jem Croucher

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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

September 18, 2016

Have wheels, will travel

by Jem Croucher

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Bought a two man kayak
but although it’s very nice
Time these past two years
has meant we’ve only used it twice

September 17, 2016

It’s really nice down here

by Jem Croucher

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I walked the long familiar beach
where houses made of wood
formed from disused railway stock
against the weather stood
All are now long gone of course
but their garden walls remain
Reminding me that wind and sea
will always stake its claim

August 18, 2016

White horses in paradise

by Jem Croucher

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I sat down at my beach hut
with white horses at low tide
The kites were out there surfing
in the blue sea vast and wide
And the breeze though fairly brisk
was blowing from the south
bringing a fresh saltiness
I could taste within my mouth