10th October from the West Cliff Green, Bournemouth

Warm and sunny even with the regular cliff top breeze. A clear blue sky with only smudges of long white clouds on the horizon. The spring tides leave the beach flat and empty with one or two autumn meditators dotted along the sand. On the cliff top, the low sun provides surprising vistas from light into dark and dark into light along the paths. A couple gazing at the panorama of the sea, camera in hand say: “out daughter in Florida is always sending us photos of their blue skies and sea and we thought we’d send her some of ours. And without the hurricaes.” In a clump of bushes a collar dove is feeding on the ground. It is a neat pinkish juvenile without the collar. Startled, it flies up into the branches above.


From 10th October 2021

A windless, sunless morning but by mid day the grey had melted away and the sun beat down mercilessly from a clear sky. The little waves were hardly noticeable and the flat sands were peppered with families and walkers. After sunset the western sky was washed with pink, gold and pale green whilst the bright silver waxing crescent moon through a golden path across the bay. As the sky darkened to a near navy blue, Stars and planets sparkled and shone, distant leading lights and markers winked green and red. An evening flight returning from Faro shone its landing lights across the bay to compete with the moon. A cool breeze suddenly sprang up and lay a chill finger on my neck. Time to go in. #Bournemouth #WestCliff #Autumn.


Peter John Cooper

Poet, Playwright and Podcaster from Bournemouth, UK.

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