Oil on paper,
developed from a Musselwick Sands sketch of 27th July
2nd August 2021
The Western sun strong-staring a still-aired bay
Burns watch-ticked time irrelevant:
This afternoon will last as long
As the water wants us to stay.
On we play
In silverspray brass-bright surf
Which foams to mercury mirrors
The saltsteamy copperhot sand:
Time arrested, where sea meets land.
Just you and I
And wave-game after wave-game,
Making memories
For much later days.
We’ll recall the miracle again and again:
This cove turned Mediterranean!
On our very own beach together alone,
Allgold free – as if here’s our home…
Two of the sea-folk, and this is the way
We love to while a hot calm day:
Where landpeople cannot find the far,
Firecolour silhouettes, danced by stars.
© Christopher Jessop 2021