Morning Blue
Sea and sky in their acrylics,
before the surfers take their palette knives
and carve their abstracts through the white crests
before the fishing boats make a collage,
dragging their glue of nets through the tide’s pot,
highlighting their decks with silver,
before the pointillism of people
in their primary pants and tops,
their windbreaks like Kandinskys,
there is the bay’s Blue Period,
as if all other colours have gone by the by,
when the air brushes everybody out.
Simon Williams
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Pebble on Sand
It’s all down to relative hardness,
one stone grinding on others,
a billion others from here to the cliff.
Some slurry down to sand,
when the rock is soft (a low Mohs index)
down to the royal yellow footprint-taker.
Some, made of stronger stuff,
tumble in the sea’s stone polish,
come up shining like a dolphin’s sweet.
Simon Williams
Simon Williams (http://www.simonwilliams.info) has eight published collections, his latest being a co-authored pamphlet with Susan Taylor, The Weather House (www.indigodreams.co.uk/williams-taylor/4594076848), which is also touring in performance. Simon was elected The Bard of Exeter in 2013, founded the large-format magazine, The Broadsheet and is developing a one-man poetry show, Cosmic Latte. He tweets @greatbigbadger
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