shingle beach

I still can’t get used to standing on a shingle beach
my feet like it, but my brain is in full sand rebellion

the water’s inviting, but that sky is making me nervous
I want to go sailing, but my stomach is saying no

I grab my notebook to jot down some notes, begin a poem
but all I can think of is Seurat painting scenes of Honfleur

/ / /

This poem was inspired by the painting above, courtesy of Poem Tryouts: A Single Detail at Margo Roby’s Wordgathering.

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8 thoughts on “shingle beach

  1. I love the image of the brain in ‘ full sand rebellion’. My favourite however is the final line, which sent me to Google, immediately. They lived at the same time. I wonder who influenced whom, because, you’re right, there are a couple of Seurat paintings that are this painting in composition. Or vice-versa.

  2. I was nearly crushed under a tour bus in Honfluer. That’s what comes from living in a country that drives on the opposite side of the road. Loved the poem, Richard.

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  3. I grew up riding the subway in NYC. But twice on glass bottom boat tours – I, well lost my lunch.
    So I was really hoping the queasy feeling I was getting on the dock waiting for our schooner ride would subside… and I was glad that it did!

    I love the salt water, but I can understand the sand rebellion. Especially when you are trying to rid yourself of as much of it as you can (which is never enough) after a day at the beach before returning to the car. That sand can get into some awkward spaces. 🙂

    Thanks for your visit to my multi prompted post. Sometimes it is fun to also take the view of an inanimate object or plant life.

    • I love the water – have always been fascinated by it, but also have a fear of it – its power. That painting just called to me more than the other two – it’s all about the water. And, yes, sand! Now, you’ve given me an idea about one of the other paintings, the sun house. Thanks for visiting and your kind words.

  4. I love the way you’ve taken these images and made them somatic through feet, brain and stomach. I know my reaction to the beach is more visceral than intellectual, so I love how the attempt at words in the last two lines gives way to a visual image at the end. Cool.

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