Sunday, August 22, 2010

The St Clair I know


The sea High on the St Clair hill

The sea dazzles and sparkles before my eyes

The reddish, yellow sun sits high in the sky making a sparkle to my day

The seagulls squawking above my head like a never-ending debate, planning to steal my fish ‘n’ chip tea

White island looming deep out at sea like a whales arching back*

I imagine the St Clair soldiers marching down the sand the poles are a reminder of those how fought.

Wind, and the rain *

might drive you insane *

But the views high up on those on those rolling hills, is enough to calm a tiger

The esplanade is busy attracting people to its amazing cafĂ©’s begging people to come *

The dunes and views are never the same

The creatures are the things that make the eco-system complete

The cute little seals riding the waves

If you are lucky you might see frisky penguins bounding about

Dogs galloping up and down the beach never stoping for a breath

Seagulls flying high in the sky

Sand hoppers never stop hopping

The salty smell filling your nostrils

The sandy taste fills your cheeks

Hear the waves crashing on the sand

Look at the amazing view

I wouldn’t have it any other way

1 comment:

  1. Olivia! That is one stunning poem. I love the WOW words that you have used... They give real imagery to the reader. I can picture all the places that you write about very clearly. I wonder if someone who is not from St Clair gets the same images? You could think about including some photos to support your text. Photo Peach or Voice Thread would be great tools for publishing a poem of this calibre!

    Ka pai, Olivia!

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