Delve and Quicken- for the beach and her lovers.

So very kind to hands plunged in.

This soft heaviness, welcoming scooped palms.

Whispered sussurations as stones settle deep.

Then a parting, lifting of palms, all creases scars

wrinkles lie smoothed, blessed

by the fine chalkdust of these

thousands of miniature planets.

Powdered and perfumed every one, by pulsating tides-

Saltlaquered and dried smooth by

fierce suns.


Yet with more ardent caresses comes the quickening.

A slow moistening transforms

dust- shrouded bodies in to stars:

Glittering and ruby-veined-  quivering with embrocation.

Aroused by rising water claiming its own.

Drawing treasures in to itself,

Gracing hands fragrant, lulled and heightened by this moment.

Which comes, intensely, by loving touch alone.


Copyright Tom Tide 2017

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Tom Tide says:

    Reblogged this on Tom Tide thinking and commented:

    The sky is ocean blue in Bath today, and has made me yearn for the Sea. I wrote this last May, but the words ring just as true today. Happy weekend, Sea lovers xx


  2. “Miniature planets” – I love that!

    Liked by 1 person

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