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After Southerdown Storm
After Southerndown Storm
These shores are my medicine,
a coastal playground,
for
the spaces
in my mind.
Not tangible,
constantly changing.
This last storm
has
altered them
forever.
Yellow ochre clay
lies
sticky,
exposed,
where
Atlantic weather has shaped
the waves
to clear
the limestone fossilised pebbles,
hurling them
on the
cracked
tarmac
carpark
at Dunraven Bay.
Wednesday 16th July 2014 9:04 am
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