We Call It Home
This place,
this English coast
where cliffs jut out bones
and prehistoric colours
oversleep in silt,
and where
storm-carved boulders mimic
heroes’ heads,
and alternate worlds
live beneath the sheen
of sea, here in
this place where
wind cycles into ditch
and fells, and
stars top the sky like
spilt milk.
This place is home.
Inspired by Linda Hill’s Prompt 18 January #JusJoJan “cycle” Photo by Ana Paula Grimaldi on Unsplash. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter
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18 responses to “19.01.22 We Call It Home”
Lovely. Only ever went over there once, but we always hankered to go watch the tennis at Eastbourne.
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For us, Eastbourne means fish and chips. Do you follow tennis? I just heard that Andy is out of the Aussie Open. Pity. I always enjoy watching him play.
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Eastbourne was always a good option re tennis, I know people who go every year. All the big names, and usually women’s tennis is better than men’s.
We toyed with the idea of getting over to Roland Garros, but I was disappointed when I looked that, even there, prices seemed to be around £1000/day.
And, sport was far less important once I grew up. Even less so now. The only thing I was ever enthusiastic about was the cycling. I used to watch soccer a bit, but when it became about money I stopped. I couldn’t get there now, even if I wanted to.
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That is seriously expensive, and then there’s Eurostar or airfare, and hotels on top of that. I’m looking forward to the Olympic games next month. Always enjoy the winter ones.
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I never even knew!
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What a wonderful place to call home. I used to visit a lot when I lived down South!
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Beautiful and there’s no place like it! 🙂
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Darned good fish and chips, too. 😂
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Perfick, as Pop Larkin would say.
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I could sure go for a plateful right now.
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😂 Any time is good.
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Absolutely beautiful. I love the stars as spilt milk and the jut out bones and the wind cycling into ditch and fells. Lyrical and beautiful.
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Thank you so much! They just found some humungous dinosaur-fishy-thingie on the south coast. Big, as in double-decker bus big. Can you image?
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Amazing!!!!!
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that’s so gorgeous – both the photo and your feelings for the place, Misky.
❤
David
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Thank you very much!
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Ain’t no shoreline here, or anywhere near here, only all those trickling tinklebrooks and lovely glacially-carved lakes, some of which (so they say) are as deep as The Grand Canyon & may harbor some dinoskeltons, but damn, Misky, you sure do capture yours well. I wish I could do that. Have a great day!
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Thank you, but your lakes sound mysterious and also filled with poetry.
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