2nd October from the West Cliff Green, Bournemouth

The day seems to be playing games with the inhabitants of the West Cliff Green. A steady downpour all morning and a buffeting wind. Puddles dapple with raindrops all along the paths. Pigeons and small birds gather round the edges of the puddles forming on the green like impala round a water hole on the African Savannah. The waves rolling in are a surfer’s delight.



And then, as if at a whim, the grey rolls away, the wind drops and despite the gloomy forecast, the sun beats down out of a blue sky smudged with wispy white clouds. The afternoon shadows are long and lovers linger along the fences gazing at the horizon.



From October 2nd 2021

The rain deluged down in torrents. The wind howled through the tree tops. The sea danced about in excitement roaring and thumping. At first people ran and scurried but as soon as they realised they were already soaked through, they sauntered and strolled through the torment. Girls in short skirts and tiny leather jackets stood in doorways, perplexed by the magnitude of events. Men in shorts and t shirts pretended they hadn't even noticed the rain.

From October 2nd 2014

a clear, quiet evening and a neap tide but there be a big swell breaking high up on the beach. There be some heavy weather brewing in the western approaches you mark my words.

From October 2nd 2011

Three swims today. Hope the rest of the summer is going to be as good.

Peter John Cooper

Poet, Playwright and Podcaster from Bournemouth, UK.

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