a beach insane

it will not comfort, refuses me
it's yellow violence sharp and
harsh
it's needles flurry, raging so
each grain a blade that punches
low
it screams at me, it hates my
name
my hated face it whips with rain
it churns and chews and spits
my name
but I adore this beach insane
yes... I adore...this beach insane
that murders with its crushing
waves
that bellows forth and kills my
name
there is belonging in such pain
M P 28/12/22
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Hi Marion, an interesting write, even the most serene places associated with peace and harmony can be brutal and savage and not just in the physical sense, when looking for solace, they can invite inner turmoil. Hope you are very well dear friend. xxxx
Aw bless you Tony and thankyou. A beach has many colours and even more moods...certainly here in Wales where serenity is usually bombarded by wind rain and more rain...hugs X
Hope you're fine Marion.
lovely write.
Happy New Year
Hi Leah...thankyou my friend...Xmas hugs x
You're welcome.
Nice to be back again.
I'm missing some VIPs though .