Monday, October 07, 2013

Jurassic cacophony

Lyme Regis:
at cliff edge
families peck at rocks,
like thrushes
dashing snails.

chip at stone shells
for meaty fossil
souvenir residue
of long ago yesterdays.

On the beach, in chorus,
rope slaps its morse-code messages -
woodpecking yacht masts
around the clubhouse.

At waters edge
sun-drenched children
banter with waves
oiled against extinction.

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