Cliffs by the sea-front

Photo by Zack Melhus on

Looking out from the cliffs,
I saw the sea massage the rocks—
up and down, in and out
as a potter would when moulding a pot,
pouring colour into the chipped parts
letting it settle in, before starting again.

Shhh, shhh, shhh
let Mother help
the waves soothed

as its careful hands

smoothed away the roughest crags,
letting the clink drain through its fingers,
carried across spans of glazed sea.

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© Thomas Gallimore Barker, 2021



3 thoughts on “Cliffs by the sea-front

  1. I visualize the crashing waves so vividly splashing into the golden sea, reflections of color and light glisten before me!
    So beautiful is the photo! It reminds me of the Cliffs of Moher and Ireland!


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