On Chesil Bank

On Chesil Bank

Stone after stone, one step forwards

Feet sucked down and two steps back.

Sinking in the gravel, security feature

Nature’s driveway hears your approach.

Feet submerge under round stone rattle

Dragging you back for the rematch battle.

Stone after stone, one step forwards

Feet sucked down and two steps back.

Stone after stone, one step forwards

Feet sucked down and two steps back.

Eternal surge comes crashing down

And stones roll round and round.

Toes engulfed under smooth cobble clatter

Dragging you down and muscles batter.

Stone after stone, one step forwards

Feet sucked down and two steps back.

The sinews ache as you stumble around

Legs sinking as you scramble,

then the sound, as exhausted you sank

in the quicksand like pebbles, Chesil Bank. 

By Linda Prince

Jura

Jura

Dark, dank, the woods know what lies beneath.

Half-moon hills arc betwixt Frankish and Romansh

The land of the forest is waking.

Leaves rustle like crinkled paper compressed around a gift,

Fridge’ chilled spring water dances over stones,

Moving curtains of water falling breath-taking.

The lumber mines grind, demanding and shrill

As saw circles around with its shark teeth grin,

Whilst crystals salty are slowly baking.

The Frenchman enamels the ornament in Sèvres

Modest in nature, he studies the landscape

And records every detail painstaking.

Rock mass and minerals that glint to the eye,

He captures them all and reptiles observes,

Arranges geological form ground breaking.

Brongniart studies the Jura with an eye for the classic

And from fossil bearing strata baptises the Jurassic.

By Linda Prince

Napowrimo 2017

NaPoWriMo 2017

After a year off, launching a new company and other ventures, I have embarked on the NaPoWriMo adventure once more.  Please read the posts over the next month and leave comments if you wish.