Starting Block, Porthcurno
Threatening eddies of foaming acid
Freeze my feet,
Stun my ankles,
Then burn away the sand:
So that I balance on blocks,
Like on bucket castles,
Stranded, perched
And barely able to stand.
Pete Ray
Porthcurno’s tide seemed to take away my surroundings and I was struggling, like an adult on a skateboard for the first time.
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