Tuesday Poem-The Moon’s Pull

 I have removed the poem which was originally attached here because I have made some changes to it and it is now placed on a boulder at the entrance to this amazing beach.


Rototai Beach, Golden Bay, tide on way back in.

 Rototai, Golden Bay, is one of those very special beaches where the tide disappears into the horizon.  A wonderful peaceful place is that sandscape between sea and shore.  A place to lie and doze in the sun…to be on a distant planet…but there are the tricky bits…the incoming tide…the possibility of cuddling up to a stingray.

I am posting this poem because I am in the area-though as I write it is a wild and stormy night not conducive to walks on a seascape moon.

Please return to Tuesday Poem hub page edited by Helen Lowe and read Kathleen Jone’s wonderful poem.