Spring tide

A winter’s storm has flung

A thousand pebbles on the esplanade.

A thousand rounded cherts and flints

Rolled in the grey tide

And smothered by the sea’s grey foam.

I watch them as the setting sun

Gives each a slanting shadow tail

And like a thousand spawning fish

They face the West aligned

And swim upstream for home

20 thoughts on “Spring tide

  1. Love it!
    The other day I found our poem we wrote with the class…do you remember the line “My Mum left me on the motorway!” We did chuckle!

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