Silent Winter Beach


A new world of mist enveloped silence
Moving mirrors of wet sand and pool
Dance and move away before me
And cast reflected shadows of a single walking fool.

A figure warped by wind blown slanting mist
Hovers ever on the edge of rolling breaking sea
Worshipper of the dark coastal winter
Lonely pilgrim of wind and wave that’s me

No sound of busy life invades this lonely space
Summer’s long days and warmth are out of reach
As mist engulfs again the solitary walker
And colours bleed and die on a silent winter beach.

© Dave Kavanagh @

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