the bay

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Bournemouth bay ©Laura Granby

where the bay bends westward
a pincered peninsula promenades
its dawn to dusky sea-side shows
shifting sequences of scenery
sculpted by wind and curling cumuli
groynes rupture crook-backed breakers
wrenching precious grains
from children of the sand castle
and lovers still lying in knots

First poem of the year in 44 words for Quadrille #23 with a Curl

24 Comments on “the bay

  1. I see you have a sandcastle too!

    I find the alliteration in ‘a pincered peninsula promenades’ so effective, I’m puffing along the promenade with you! I also love the ‘dawn to dusky sea-side shows’ and immediately think of Punch and Judy and bathing beauties – I posted a poem about them a while back. Why are we so immersed in the seaside? I love this, Laura!

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    • what a lovely comment Kim – how could akismet mistake this for spam? many many thanks – belated but meant!

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    • Thank you! I like curling my tongue around alliteration 🙂

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    • Glad to add a twist of happy new year Lillian

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  2. I absolutely adore imagining and reading an image of peninsula promenading. Trying to imagine that is also very inspiring, both humorous and deep. Loved the poem!

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    • 😉 personifying the peninsula in verb – thank you

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    • It tends to be my forté – even without intention 🙂

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    • Am moved to words by images 😉

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    • Pleased that you heard the dreamy element 😀

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  3. Love the scenary unfolding with:

    shifting sequences of scenery
    sculpted by wind and curling cumuli

    Did you check my latest email to you? Best regards ~

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    • The image is a shot in time but words move the scenery – thank you Grace but did not receive an email. Contacted you with my latest email address just in case

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    • Ah I figured it read a little confusingly – were it not for the groynes the sands would be swept by the waters

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    • Ah thank you Beth and Happy New Year – must come and see how your winter garden is!

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  4. All beautifully described, and I particularly love the lovers lying in knots!

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    • thank you Rosemary – struggled with that last line but in the end felt the lover’s knot tied it off!

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