Poetry Blog by Hazel ettridge
I was reluctant to go out
It would be cold, damp and boring
Just like yesterday and the days before.
I walked along the sea front,
Stopped for a mug of tea at Eddie's.
Then I turned back to the car .....
The sky had been obliterated
By lowering charcoal clouds
Beneath which, a ribbon of burning copper
Flamed along the horizon above
Multiple metallics of glittering sea...
Saturday 11th January 2020 2:54 pm