TOSSED LIKE A COIN AT PORTH CHAPEL, CORNWALL...

Tossed Like A Coin At Porth Chapel…

Even standing was tough enough,

Unsteady on a sloping sea-bed;

And then a lusty wave landed a blow,

Thumping in cascades about the head… 

I was thrown sideways then backwards, 

 Being jostled and rolled towards the beach;

And then another breaker hurled its venom,

Spitting, vomiting and extending its reach…

The tide turned me and it spurned me,

It spun me and thrashed at knee and groin; 

The rip lashed at me and it dashed me,

It threw me and tossed me like a coin…

Pete Ray

July 2020 

Porth Chapel being hammered by a July tide, which really smashed at me, so that even during fifteen minutes, I emerged in some pain from the surf.

Should’ve taken my bodyboard to Cornwall with me, although I may have ended up in Truro hospital afterwards, for the rides looked violent, if short…