Thursday, 28 November 2013

Low tide, Aberystwyth

The beach was empty today and,
forgetting our original purpose,
we pottered along to the pier
and back,
finding a handful of pearl sea-glass pieces
glowing green among the shells and pebbles
of the morning

Tiny really,
as though, for me, the tide had tossed up a reminder:
'Sometimes smaller treasures...'

Thursday, 21 November 2013

Winter colour

In the sheltered lea
Ragged-Robin smiling still
Magenta morning

Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Winter afternoon impressions

A crisp north wind bites,
Snow lies on the far mountains,
Bonfire's acrid smoke

Monday, 11 November 2013

Brighton autumn Sunday

Sky-blue city streets,
winter, waiting in the wings,
draws its cruel breath

Sunday, 3 November 2013

Treasure trove

Among the debris
of yesterday's storms
a curl of rusted metal
is to me
a viking armoured cuff