And the Clouds Came Over
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For me, there is nothing as beautiful as the sea on a windy day. I watched this scene for a long time from the beach at Greatstone, Kent. It is a wild scene with stretches of shingle and very few people.
Bright sun and blue skies spread
high above a green sea
ever rising to the high tide
and the clouds came over
covering the sun.
The wind freshened,
throwing the sea against the rocks
in pale plumes of spray
springing from white, foam-topped waves.
Pushing inshore from the South-West,
the green sea grew pewter grey
as the clouds stalked across the blue sky.
Copyright © Elisabeth Sheaffer | Year Posted 2014
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