The waters edge ;
The thumping of the waves as the tide comes rolling in , looking out the vastness of it all , heart skips a beat , tempted to take my shoes off and dip my toes , but no towel you know how it goes , size comes into my thoughts , stones and shells a lone figure , what colours do I see , burnt sienna , ochre , grey , naples yellow ,green of six shades , burnt umber , five shades of blue , not forgetting the paw prints of the dogs roaming free , always the gulls and crows , shells of razor clams , muscles , a broken crab claw , the odd plastic bottle to top it all , I’m just so happy to be here on this day , for those deceased and confined to bed , I prey .
Anthony Mc Gann
28/7/24 08:04 .
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The waters edge ;
The thumping of the waves as the tide comes rolling in , looking out the vastness of it all , heart skips a beat , tempted to take my shoes off and dip my toes , but no towel you know how it goes , size comes into my thoughts , stones and shells a lone figure , what colours do I see , burnt sienna , ochre , grey , naples yellow ,green of six shades , burnt umber , five shades of blue , not forgetting the paw prints of the dogs roaming free , always the gulls and crows , shells of razor clams , muscles , a broken crab claw , the odd plastic bottle to top it all , I’m just so happy to be here on this day , for those deceased and confined to bed , I prey .
Anthony Mc Gann
28/7/24 08:04 .