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At the beginning of this month I set myself a task of posting a blog a day as part of NaBloPoMo, or National Blog Posting Month. This period included a long holiday in Tenerife, and my return to the chill … Continue reading
Unkept, unheeded, Bitter words bring icy winds: Broken promises.
Relentless tides push, Wash clattering stones away. Crabs dodge, sheltering.
You said you’d listen, But half my words go unheard. ‘What was that?’ you say.
Is it the weather? Sharp words, exchanged in anger, Chill me to the core.
Rhythms deepen, waves pulse , Rock pools fill to overflow. The tide is turning.
Distant hazy shores Shimmer through sea mist blankets. Pebbles turn in surf.