Beach Afternoon
21st August 2011

Background surf, constant,
little voices full of here and there,
surfers, a container ship pressing on, beyond the break.

Fishermen casting, waiting, watching,
young eyes, old eyes, squinting to the sea.

Monday miles away, looming unheard,
waiting at the dinner table at home perhaps...

An afternoon at the beach.


Smiths Beach.

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