Bright greenery scented the air -
We pased the wrought iron gate to the hidden garden -
Three wrens flew close to the summer earth -
A shallow stream flowed over white pebbles -
Tall nettles brushed against our skin -
The beach had surely come from a short story by J G Ballard -
A tilting pill box waited for an enigmatic narrator -
Penelope traced the flight of a curlew -
I swam in the clear sea under a flawless sky -
11.00
Wednesday 27 June 2018
Ringstead Bay
Dorset
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