Cuckmere Estuary – Sarah Potter Writes

Monday Morning #Haiku 187 & #Tanka 36 — Cliffs

Limpet clamped to rock
Centre of its universe
Cliffs irrelevant

Humans dice with death;
rocks only fall on others
’til they fall on you.
Eroded by wind and waves,
cliffs house skeletons galore.

Pebble-weed circlet…
Ebb tide find, a Mermaid’s crown
stolen by storm thief!

Beak points downriver…
Little Egret pleased to wait
until lunch is served

~A saline slimescape~
Slip, slide, squelch. Dice with balance
on greened beach pebbles.

September tide leaps,
seawater swirls in sunlight,
rocks turn into fish.
Boy eats fish and chips on beach,
dive-bombed by swirling seagulls.

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