Shingle Poems - Poems about Shingle

...quaternion looks poetically (using any form)at a topic from 4 aspects - in this example seasons WINTER in anger- whips up the waves, pounds the shingle shore SPRING in action- brings ......Read the rest...

...WINTER in anger- whips up the waves, pounds the shingle shore SPRING in action- brings to life and feathers its nest SUMMER so lazy- rests the soul and flowers the land AUTUMN so ......Read the rest...

...The sky tonight spills a bouquet of rose petal lights - a marriage of confetti clouds, a mirage of rosy haze rays. The sands are flushed with evening's delicate blush, a gentle watercolour wash on......Read the rest...

...To Give and to Receive (Part I) By Franklin Price 05/08/2023 Looking back upon my life To the days when I was young Did not know where I was going My shingle not yet hung Was the youngest......Read the rest...

...Ever moving The migration by wind and water As the sands shift with time Changing the face The feel The look. As sea laps, wind blows Longshore drift Collect Deposit Ever moving sands Pass......Read the rest...

...The agony He is not driving today to Lisbon to see a surgeon who will check if the operation was successful The nervous tension of the day of waiting has brought in the shingle an illness so u......Read the rest...

...Taking the vaccine for shingles Two shot series, not a single They say the second more than tingles Makes you not want to intermingle That’s okay, I’ll write a jingle About an empty can of Pring......Read the rest...

...copper burns across an endless sky competing caws claim salt, surf and sand sailing high above slowly sagging carcasses long forgotten at the edge of the world buckled rails swim over a s......Read the rest...

...wobbling earth Phoebus slipover & winkling horizon mind thrums cliffhanging ......Read the rest...

...I have walked on the grinding edge of my wind-sharpened shores, have talked of myself beside the surf of myself. I am grown thin in the service of speaking......Read the rest...

...Myrtle Parker Myrtle Parker lived on the Riviera, That’s the English one not the French. Her favourite tipple is Red Currant Cider, Only beverage her thirst would quench. Never did she marry......Read the rest...

...The steep steps go down the winding wash, along the plodded cobbles between the cottages with their smuggling hollows, their sleet rinsed eaves. Beyond the scarp the bay tumbles over shingl......Read the rest...

...A day by the sea, You reveal life and death Happening all at once, Out of, what seems like, human control, His control, her control… Dead birds washed up on the shingle shore. A baby seal pup......Read the rest...

...golden bright light spears into the night shattering the darkness and breaking into blue pinpoint bright colors fading away heralding the dawning of the new day children’s bright laughter sou......Read the rest...

...I love to walk barefoot along the shore the imprint of my footprints follows me like a shadow I know they’ll vanish as each wave breaks rushing over the shingle tickling my toes ......Read the rest...