The Bittern

Here rides the bittern Snatching feet A needle spire For a beak It twists above us And breaks the current Then when it disappears Its step you cannot hear Among the reeds

A Right Pair

When 2 swans trumpeted to fly out north With heralding whoops and bright eyed splashes The others drew out and formed a runway To lead them straight to green, open tundra But zeal can often be the trap of fools As in their sweet romance they flew madly And smacked themselves across a blind pylon... Continue Reading →

The Thing

When all was quiet on the promenade, ‘cept for the sea, I gazed a dark thing down on the beach, Stranded like a road side tire, Its rubber shell broiling in the heat.   Suddenly charged by the midday sun, A foot, a claw grinded into gear, Dragged, contorted and pulling away. Then a lizard... Continue Reading →

Sally Lightfoot

There was an old crab that hurried Light on her feet in a scurry. When caught in the rocks Her eyes wound like clocks As the tide came in in a flurry.

Looking up

The beach can be a lonely place For hermit crabs, sole fish and shell. The horizon is an endless desert For monsters Who beach up and stare... But when I look up, All I see on the horizon Is a HUGE, GYNORMOUS, ENDLESS stretch of MUM!

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