• Day 55

    I realise that yesterday’s waves were nothing to write home about. When you can see the explosion of breakers showering sea spray higher than the shingle bank: when you can see spume carrying on the wind over the salt marsh; when you can hear the action of the sea smashing into the shingle from Bard

  • Day 53

    Great Eye, a lump of clay and sand, is dissolving a little more with each storm tide. It used to be further inland, less exposed to the direct action of sea. For a while it was the site of a folly building, which then became a coast guard rocket house, before the foundations and brickwork

  • Day 37

    I am out after supper. The light is fading earlier than previous evenings because of the spreading high-cloud cover. Venus is high in the west. Everything is calmer. The wind dropping, the sea smoother, the air warmer. Birds have settled into their pairs. Nests are built. A swan sits on a massive mesh of reeds;

  • Day 19

    After a night lit by the not yet full moon, a day of bright sunlight and a strong wind. This blow is hot and drying. It is relentless, like a wind that drives the locals crazy after weeks of it in Crete, or parts of southern Spain. It is not a wind to sit in.

  • Breaking Wave

    A gentle undulation swells Soon noticeable from land Catches eyes of pebbles That slowly turn, drawn to the scene Expectation of the burgeoning bump builds The ocean cannot contain the power moving within Pushing at its rounded surface A large, complacent gull senses his peaceful drift is ended Lifts up at a shift in form

  • Head Wind

    Nothing plays music Swirl, swoosh, schwash air-sea rhythms Shingle shifts on sand . CLP 03/03/2020

  • Self Righting

    Squall whisks waves abeam Giddy instability Queasy buoyancy . CLP 19/01/2020

  • On the Water

    Un-tied line runs free Shove hard to clear the quayside Let the wind take hold . CLP 28/01/2019

  • Sea Urchin

    Diverse and varied The echinoidea Live long and prosper . With acknowledgements to Star Trek n.b. Echinodermata have origins in the Cambrian era (542 – 488 million years ago). They are a life-form that has no known terrestrial, nor fresh water relatives. The sea urchin is a type of echinoidea, of which there are over