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the bay

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Bournemouth bay ©Laura Granby

where the bay bends westward
a pincered peninsula promenades
its dawn to dusky sea-side shows
shifting sequences of scenery
sculpted by wind and curling cumuli
groynes rupture crook-backed breakers
wrenching precious grains
from children of the sand castle
and lovers still lying in knots

First poem of the year in 44 words for Quadrille #23 with a Curl

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playing with photography @ eljaygee whilst Tell Tale Therapy has a weakness for words

24 thoughts on “the bay

  1. I see you have a sandcastle too!

    I find the alliteration in ‘a pincered peninsula promenades’ so effective, I’m puffing along the promenade with you! I also love the ‘dawn to dusky sea-side shows’ and immediately think of Punch and Judy and bathing beauties – I posted a poem about them a while back. Why are we so immersed in the seaside? I love this, Laura!

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  2. I absolutely adore imagining and reading an image of peninsula promenading. Trying to imagine that is also very inspiring, both humorous and deep. Loved the poem!

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  3. Love the scenary unfolding with:

    shifting sequences of scenery
    sculpted by wind and curling cumuli

    Did you check my latest email to you? Best regards ~

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