Thorpeness And The Sea Copyright © Victor Weston 2011

The shingle is depleted depleted depleted
the sea is not always so placid and calm
to the distant new windfarm
Greater Gabbard dotted on the horizon
transmitting enery intermittently

The waters menace and thrill
gabions said to last fifty years
are laid and buried into the foot of the cliffs
at North End Road
The uncontrollable fury of the sea god threatens this fragile shore

Nestling under the uncomfortable square and dome
bulks of Sizewell A and B
the prettiness of Thorpeness is oblivious
with its head in the clouds
and fantasy childrens’ Peter Pan of the Meere

In considering a purchase of my dream home
I dreaded the unconscious erosion of my certainties
I dreamt with apprehension
a bed was all that I had left remaining, on a small plot of land
surrounded by collapsing sand cliffs