Sea is green jade flat
to saucer of horizon
undulating pulse of planet
tide trims till storm shakes
surface to brittle jet.

Beach fine sand speckled
white crumbled cliff & skull
of sea creatures crack underfoot
as the thunder bickers rain bands
vertical illusion of God’s curtain.

Sand fills my eardrums
shush shush secrets of
the lives its watched walk
these wide white cliffs

Lovers and suicides collide
in cellular memory morphic
resonance of yesterday stamped
in stone and shingle lulled to nothing

by the shush shush tide &
the colours turning.

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