Here’s my latest entry into the dVerse Meeting the Bar. This week, Gay is urging us to explore American Sentences, 17 syllables of deliciousness a little like haiku, but sentence-style and jazzed up, beat poetry style. Allen Ginsberg, anyone?
My selection are inspired by the sudden cold-snap we seem to be experiencing (I love a clear night sky with a bright, white moon!), plus a remembrance of the Great Storm of 2013 we were hit by a few weeks ago. Oh, and the sea, because that’s where I live!
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– All Whipped Up –
My beach is glorious in winter, few choose to brave the elements.
My cheeks, whipped raw by sand and spume, rosy testament to Nature’s gifts.
My waves suck and draw shingle, crush shells, shred seaweed, salt crusting old boots.
My shuttered shops, empty carousel, cacophony for eyes and ears.
Freya Writes... 
Those waves are beautifully pictured in your words. Well, I liked the third one the best. 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Is there a big poem trying to get out here?
Hope so. Warn me when it arrives 🙂
Great lines.
Well, I did wonder… it does feel a little ‘pregnant’! 🙂
I love these lines… you paint the seaside so perfectly. I am in love with winter sea… the empty shops tell a story much larger than the single lines..
Yes, I much prefer it to the summer sea. Thank you, Bjorn.
I think it must be a different experience walking a beach in winter. One must be prepared for the chill, I’m sure. I am sure the shuttered shops are waiting for spring. Enjoyed these, Freya!
Thank you, Mary. It’s like a different place altogether, almost like a moonscape (with water!).
There is something to be said about the very special atmosphere of beaches in winter. The feeling is so different and special. Great evocation of such times!
Absolutely. Thank you.
oh nice…i love the sea esp. in off seasons when it’s calmer and a bit more rough as well…flying to nice on saturday….can’t wait to get to the beach..breath salt air…hmmm…thanks for those..
Oh Nice! I have some lovely memories of visiting there a long time ago with some good friends. A surprise heatwave ensured sunburned noses and good times all round. Enjoy your time there – and thank you 🙂
I love a winter beach best – so dramatic!!!!!
Isn’t it?! Me too…. 🙂
one of the best parts of the beach in the winter is that there are few people….there is an emptiness there but it does not feel oppressive you know….smiles.
My feelings exactly. Alone, but definitely not lonely… 🙂
We visit the seaside town mostly in winter here in WA state, where yes, the shuttered shops drive you to solo beachcombing, huge beach fires, writing & reading poetry indoors, photography in gray light; all there in your American haiku; good job.
Thank you, Glenn. Here (Brighton, East Sussex), the beaches are inundated in the summer. In the winter, it’s a different planet… my kind of planet!
grew up where the beaches were cold – you capture it well ~
Thank you! 🙂
I like the way you connected them all together Freya. Very good write. >KB
Thank you!
Thank you Freya. I was under the impression, wrongly that they were supposed to be about America in Ginsbergs style. But I got a poem out of it. >KB
That was my first thought too, to be honest! 😉
Lovely capture of the beach during winter, 2nd and 3rd lines are stellar for me ~
Thank you so much, Grace 🙂
LOVE! That is all. LOVE.
Thank you! 😀
Oh I Love this! Now I want to come visit for the winter! 🙂
I’m so glad you enjoyed it! 🙂
Wonderful images – the entire poem works and each bit gave us another feel of the winter beach. I love being at the ocean off season – it feels as though it’s there just for me. Well done.
Thank you, Gay. Yes, off season is definitely my preferred time of year…. I agree, it feels as if it has been laid out just for my own enjoyment! 🙂
freyathewriter, you spoke to me EXACTLY in these “seventeens”, and reminded me precisely why I left the north 50 years ago, and LOVE the beach in Naples. Now too old, for the cold…I can always find secluded areas here.
Your words mean as much or more to me, as to those who enjoy the winter beach, shivering, with a muffler around their necks. LIKED THIS!
Thank you so much, Steve. Yes, I’m finding that a few more layers are necessary these days…. I was born in the middle of the UK and have moved to the south coast… it is a few degrees warmer, absolutely!
These struck a chord with me as I walk the beach in all kinds of weather…rosy cheeks, indeed!
I’m glad you enjoyed it – wrap up warm!
There is something wonderfully wild about a beach in winter – the shoreline a raw natures edge. Love your imagery.
Anna :o]
Yes, I love the untamed rawness of it all! Thank you, Anna.
Beautiful imagery, well done! 🙂
Thank you!
Beautiful. I love the sea.
Thank you, Ayala. So do I!