Sunday, December 20, 2009


Between the land and the sea, between the earth and the stars, we walk along the beach. And the crescent moon makes a wide silver path on the water. And tonight the crescent is blue, but if you look close you can see the whole of the moon, dark beside it. And so many stars shine in the sky and under foot, in water. And moonshadows stretch behind us, me and Tom, and the dogs. And flotsam on the beach becomes monsters in the dark. And the cold bites, carried on the wind, while the sea sings a lullaby to hush the world to sleep.

1 comment:

  1. A beautiful piece of writing, I can hear the sea and smell the star-frost...