With Anne and Jay at Church Ope Cove ...

We looked down at Church Ope Cove -

The sea welcomed bold swimmers -

I remembered the shining pebbles beneath my feet -

The sound of the November waves -

The beach huts, each with a small salty garden -

Now I wore sunglasses -

Fragrant greenery half hid the box tombs -

Butterflies danced above lichened stone -

The sun was high in the cloudless sky -

I cast a bright shadow upon the tangled grass -


Monday 22 April 2019

Church Ope Cove
Isle of Portland