The bright colours of a seaside variety dotted on beach huts stretch out behind me. The smattering of rain strives to deter their charm and attraction. Today, thoughts cry. The sand dilutes. With stress, fragments and words from my pen fray. The pavement weeps, and it distracts my eyes. Shoulders knot. The sun collides. The sea falls short. Tomorrow, attentiveness will win. A visit here will champion. Clothes will lead. Colours share. Stages glow. The wind will rejoice. The song will saunter. Loneliness will dwindle. About the author:
Kay Medway works full-time in a library. Kay writes poetry in her free time and had a poem for children in The Dirigible Balloon's Chasing Clouds anthology to raise funds for The National Literacy Trust.
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