DEAR editor,
Bruised clouds scurry across the sky
Where seagulls are pushed backwards
And high-tide waves explode onto the esplanade
From a restless sea painted brown and grey.
There's a hardy soul and dog struggling
Against the wild wind on the pebbled beach
And in the fine pavilion cafe
People watch Poseidon's fury today.
Nobody's on the boardwalk of the pier
It's a far cry from blue-sky summer hours
But I'm outside revelling in nature's show
With the roar of the sea and whistling wind
As the violent rain slashes my face.
The Somerset Hill are shrouded in mist
But for a while I just stare with wonder
As a mammoth wave crashed like thunder.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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