Bucket spades and ice cream days

And I have seen myself

Laying in salt water tides

Watching the waters that surround

sinking slowly into sucking sand

as the line sweeps the half sleeping form

that is me

licking my toes

cooling the heat filled body

which is mine

until at last I get up to leave

the Impressed shifting imprint of my tomb filled cast

that is washed away in curling bubbles

bringing back the nothing that was there before


yet the impression is left in me

of that place where I had laid

where I had skit and danced as a child

through long and languishing waves

of restless time

of pouting boundless lines of summer freedom

of crabs that did a sideways dance

of cars and castles dug and built

of moats and flooded walls

demolished and destroyed

my childhood dreams left

yet memories still remain

as I still see my father in his claret coloured bathing trunks

chase me skipping tripping through crystal clear breakers

of my own small life

scooping me up

in his great arms

little knowing that I would one day

do just the same with my own

dressed up with childish giggles

when I rescued a rubber ring

beyond the reach of waist high swells

and I was for a time

 just that time their hero  


whilst I now more cautiously plough

through saltern waves of heaven

to still feel sand ooze between my weathered toes

and another sunset orange pink and blue

suffused into a sultry molten haze

to which I will once again

through untempered vision

set my watery gaze

◄ It will be the death of you

Bored ►


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Martin Elder

Mon 23rd Jul 2018 23:58

Thanks Racha, Keith and Rose,

very much appreciated. Sorry Rose my dad never wore a knotted hanky. I think my mum may still have an old black and white picture of him in beach attire.
Thanks everybody

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Rose Casserley

Mon 23rd Jul 2018 16:36

once again bags of lovely memories which in this case makes for a heartwarming read Martin.

Was Dad sporting the famous knotted hanky headwear by any chance and more to the point have you carried on the tradition? if so please do send pix! ?

Rose ?

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keith jeffries

Sun 22nd Jul 2018 18:25

Another highly imaginative and observant poem. It enables the reader to experience what you are saying. One of your best.
Thank you

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racha chafik

Sun 22nd Jul 2018 16:20

I think i can spend hours reading what you write it's amazing ur a great story teller I just love this I can feel the summer and the nostalgic feeling it's sends off

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Martin Elder

Sun 22nd Jul 2018 14:14

Thanks Hannah
Glad you liked it

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Hannah Collins

Sat 21st Jul 2018 21:00

Enchanting. Really lovely.
Very much enjoyed this one.


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Martin Elder

Mon 9th Jul 2018 16:42

Thank you so very much Stu, Suki and Hazel. It's O.K to babble Stu. I am glad you all liked it. It is amazing what a bit of good weather and sometime spent at the coast can do to evoke the muse.

Thanks Guys

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Hazel ettridge

Mon 9th Jul 2018 09:04

I was thoroughly immersed in this. The language .is gorgeous.

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suki spangles

Sun 8th Jul 2018 22:42

Hi there Martin,

I can only echo the comments here. Lovely descriptions, quite evocative. Enjoyed.

Thanks for sharing!


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Stu Buck

Thu 5th Jul 2018 17:33

like finding a beautiful painting of a beach then discovering that if you peel the first one off, there is another, and another. layers of nostalgia and i can smell the salt. im babbling.

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Martin Elder

Tue 3rd Jul 2018 10:01

Thanks to Frances, Anya Pat and Darren for liking and thanks to Andy and Colin for commenting.

This was kind of sparked off by our recent visit to your neck of the woods Col, particularly after being able to get on the beach and in the water. It brought back a number of memories of when I was younger.

Hey Andy at least it is summer for once despite me complaining of the heat at night. See you soon.

Thanks again everyone

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Mon 2nd Jul 2018 10:57

and I'll be the second - nice one Martin - we are certainly being blessed so far this year and dare I say comparisons are being made with '76. What could possibly go wrong to spoil our summery fun?

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AM Cash

Sun 1st Jul 2018 19:34

Hi Martin. Glad to be the first to say this is a lovely poem of summer times.

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