Acrid air lies abandoned against the beach,
Boats cunningly crash beneath the clouds.
Crumbling crustaceans form colourful curves.
Disused dens sit dilapidated in the distance.
Frosty foam forms edges on the gravel’s glow,
Humidity hangs heavy on the harsh horizon.
Isolated ivory and incandescent contrasted skies,
Licked by lacerating lightening illuminating
Murk on the molten, mildew, misused mud.
Puddles and pebbles permeate the petrified pier.
Ragged and rotten remnants soaked on the shore,
Spattered with strew shrimps and spiked shells as
Tides whizz white water over the forsaken shingle.