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Tide’s out

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Like a vast expanse of deserted beach
where the tide has tip-toed out
and left behind the glinting rock pools
full of creatures, darting for shelter
where shrimps, crabs and sticklebacks
fight for refuge in the wavering weeds

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 and so it is
for the bottom 3
with just weeks to go
to season’s end;
they battle for sanctuary
they watch in desperation
as the points differential
expands, never contracts;

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 no pull of the moon for them

5/3/2015
Idyllic evening walk
Along Portrane & Donabate beaches

Setting sun
With horses silently clip clopping on their coastal course
& swooping, snooping gulls, like drones, with their beady eyes

‘wavering weeds’ – a nod to one of my favourite poems, do look it up…

The Rock Pool, by Edward Shanks

Can be viewed at :
Allpoetry.com/The-Rock-Pool

Which beautifully captures the panoply that I was trying to capture!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/tides-out/