I knew I...

...should have left
earlier
while the sea and sky
were still pink and blue
and the world
was young and clean...

Writer's Blocks

Lost for words, I pick three word-bricks at random. Hmm - 'late', 'valiant', and 'trace'..

I mosey, Friday-afternoon-ish, up to the attic to change the bedlinen, and glance out at the wet dusk - a last, late starling traces its valiant way down to the pier to roost...

Aberystwyth

The beach is open
beyond the bar today -
we pick our way,
carefully,
through the driftwood,
searching for treasure
among the debris.

At the edge of my senses
the incoming tide
growls
menacingly...