Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Sunday seaside snapshot

... was on the beach this misty morning
when the sun burnt through,
the sea and sky turned bluest blue
and suddenly...
the storm-battered diner
was alive with the scents of tea and coffee,
the bikers roared into town
with the noise and bustle
of summer,
and the seafront smiled
its broadest welcome..

we drifted back beyond the bar
where the scruffy tide smiles its secret smiles for me

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