#CYW #Gold
There’s nothing better than a summer sky
warm coloured tones of
corn or wheat growing in the farmers field
or maybe the thought
of sinking your toes into warm golden sands
before dipping them in the sea
breakfast dinner or tea – wonderous eggs
dipped with bread soldiers
for an afternoon feast
#Cyw #DesertSand
people did not know
where it travelled quickly from
coming in darkness
Mighty chariots
Once painted by the frost
Now covered in sand
Roadsweepers Smile at
Opportunity to build
Coins in the piggybank
While down on the shore
the dunes off the north coast
grew taller a bit
#CYW #Desert #Sand
Drifting in over land and sea
enveloping everything it passes
sand from the sahara travels on the wind
easily passing over land and sea
resting on roofs, cars and even plants
the succulents smile – they’ve seen this before
Soil looking more like blackpool than old trafford
as grains land on the turfs and lawns
notable how the gardener greets it though –
drainage is improved by this helpful visitor
in response to https://patriciasplace.me/2019/07/17/in-other-words-the-beach/
three sets of feet – Walking on the Sand
Rendezvous with candy floss
Sweet stuff acquired – but only two pairs of feet
Smaller pair of toes, treated by Big Feet
To a Piggyback
#Fowc #Wagon
Western’s always had one of these in a movie,
as they rolled through wild American country on a search for
gold, minerals or prosperous plains of plenty
over rocky terrain, sandy deserts and swamps they’d travel
north south east, but mostly west on search for a fortune
Salford 17th April 2019
#FOWC
It’s the ability
to remember
names and faces and dates
times and events
from a long time away
so memories aren’t lost
of moments from a time
where the best time you had
was splashing your feet in the sea
“Taking the rough with the smooth”
Raised impressions of copper coins
Out of the Aquarium, smooth glass beads fool the fish
Under the fingers, some textures provide something to hold on to
gritty sand , much like the coastal rock it came from and
Home to a variety of creatures, whose armour mirror their own.
“Depth”
Deep down on the sea bed
Eager crustaceans
Play cat and mouse with
The fishermen up above them, and
Hoping they avoid the fishermans traps as they
Scurry along the sandy sea bed
I watched
with my feet still sat in wet sand
as the evening skies faded
like a fire in outer space
day turned slowly into night
and silver fish still circled
as a central point of
fire and ice
waited for the many moons
in the grecian sky to settle in their spots
like diamonds in the sky
The tide is coming in
its wiping out the deftly deposited footprints
down shore
enveloping them in sea water
The tide is coming in
its tempting little toes
daintily dancing down the sand to
enter its cool waters
The Tide is coming in
its cartwheeling shells in its waves and
depositing them on the
edge of the dry bit of the beach
