Coastal Capers Poem by Edith Oram

Stiff sea breezes briskly beat the briney,
Making waves all curvey and shiney,
White horses crashing onto the shore,
Crackle through cobbles and retreat once more.

Gulls and kittiwakes struggle to fly,
Vying with childrens' kites up in the sky,
Around parked cars they wheel and cry
Searching for chips or pieces of pie.

Couples in love stroll by hand in hand,
Dreams of the future, castles in sand.
Two pairs of footprints leaving their mark
Imprints at ebbtide, detailed and stark.

Picnics on rugs, noisy and carefree,
Sand in the sandwiches and in the tea
Families abound enjoying it all,
Parents and toddlers having a ball.

Old folk promenade, dogs race and bark,
Teenagers fool around for a lark,
By nightfall peace reigns so calm once again,
Sand and the sea are all that remain.