Platform
PLATFORM
On guano-flecked ledge,
a tern discerns my intent.
An eye-level view
shows crazy-paved inside curls
of waves in white-edged aqua.
UNDERFOOT
In silent white dunes, soft spherical grains of quartz sand squeak.
On the beach, warm sea-tumbled pebbles whinge. Feet play the substrate.
But silt's scream is ultrasonic and toes feel the mud flats shiver.
CAPE WALK
A gravel path threads
green quilted scatter-cushions.
Heathland on the cliff.
Nature's herbaceous border
high above the lacquered sea.
poem by Diane Hine
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