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TYNEMOUTH LONGSANDS:

VIEW FROM CAFÉ CRUSOE

 

Waves coil,

roll in on a December tide.

Surfers dream of a big Hawaiian sea,

sun seekers in a dark month.

 

Tynemouth tittle-tattle

across cake covered tables,

coffee cup clatter

and cosy cappuccinos.

 

Kites fly,

birds in a windswept sky.

Children dig deep,

burrowing for buried treasure,

`Klondikers` with attitude.

 

Life unfolds

on a cold north eastern coast.

A North Sea swell

sweeps savagely

over foam washed sand.

 

Shadows on the shore

lengthen in a low sun,

hurrying on a homeward run.

 

I am a castaway

in a plate glass picture,

an old man

in a sea of tiny faces,

inside looking out.

 

A big moon cuts a hole

in a dying sky.

 

The sandman sheds a tear.

 

Poem: Geoff Holland 2007

 

 

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