Netley Shore

[Totton Linnet]

Moon light shadow, moonlight shadow
I don't want to be mantled in you
cold and unfriendly as you are
chilled with the midnight dew
I want to have a sunbeam
warm upon my shoulder
little sis will hide her face
unless loving arms enfold her​

Sitting on a towel
down on Netley Shore
eating bread and damson jam
harking the old men snore
sifting through the shingle
in the afternoon sun
"a stone that's got a hole in it"
little sis says
"is a lucky one"
Whoever says the sea is boring
not the sailor, how would he?
who has spent his whole life
traversing old Briney
freshing white the breaker's foam
........... ......... .....curl
Waves, wave upon wave
beneath sky of blue or pearl.​

 

[Tehmill]

Sifting through the shingle
in the afternoon sun
"a stone that's got a hole in it"
little sis says
"is a lucky one"

 

[Totton Linnet]

Many a happy childhood hour looking for lucky stones Thanks