The Pakefield Ladies

    Hunched-up ladies huddle by the sea   Shivering, wrapped up in the sun.   Tied up in coarse rope.   Anchored to the pebbled beach.   Unable to even shuffle.   Howling unintelligible tones.   Gagged.   And blinded.   Path markers.   All routes out long   gone.     Copyright ownedContinue reading “The Pakefield Ladies”

Pakefield Sea Front

      Waves.   Waves walking towards me as   I sit drinking tea at a pub by the sea   Thinking about fish running beneath the surface of the   Milky swirl of the tea as I swish my teaspoon around   Making whirlpools   Kites ripple and twirl around in the seaContinue reading “Pakefield Sea Front”