At the seashore

A golden strip of land

almost endless to the eye,

speckled with pink shells,

looks out to the glittering sea.

 

Sands dotted with striped deckchairs.

Children leave soft footprints.

Dogs gallop along wet sand.

Sandcastles built, then fall

as the tide comes in

with rippling waves

as the day ends.

 

The beach is deserted

apart from an occasional figure

with their dog.

 

Darcy 2009