Shingle Bank
Startling in the novelty of natures newest creation
An island like shingle bank, materialised off the
beach
Born of an endless series of storms that hit this
nation.
Winter weather breathing out hell and damnation
Took its toll, the poor sea defences to breach
Sea road savaged, shingle strewn each tidal
rotation.
Repeated stormy seas became visual fascination
With gale upon gale wicked winds would screech
Plotting to mark this year in sorrowful negation.
The river flooded ceaselessly in endless duration
Waters rising on two fronts as tempests preach
Of permanent change now in base foundation.
As spring days changed winters tedious narration
Off our shore nature gave an announcing speech
The gift of an amazing shingle bank, new in
formation.
Should we think of this phenomenon as salvation?
Or fear an encore another year as history does
teach
Is this misreading or is the meaning lost in
translation?
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