I saw my face painted by the sea ...

I put down my Americano - 

Ocean's mother had smiled one of her gentle ageless smiles - 

She makes you feel she knows you Anne said - 

I remembered her swimming away from the beach at the equinox - 

Her son had gone before her - 

I'd seen them, swimming towards the crimson sun - 

Now South Beach was bathed in March sunlight - 

Three pine trees overlooked the sand - 

The tide uncovered shells and flawless stones - 

Later we walked round Redend Point - 

A small bird flew across the mouth of a cave - 

The rock pools were like dark mirrors - 

I saw my face painted by the sea - 

15.00

Saturday 12 March 2016

Joe's Cafe

South Beach

Studland 

Dorset