It’s About The Beach…
(From a painting by The Earlswood Lady, a Warwickshire artist…)
A sky of pallid cream hovers, letting slip a sliver
Of weak blue, which peeks down at a turquoise ocean,
Frothing white in its hurry to devour and haul
At the drying heaps of corn yellow sand upon a generic
New Zealand beach…
A green landscape frames the inlet, as waves froth and shiver,
And stern, spiky plants, listless, yet stiff in motion
Watch the surf, like crystals rush, then weakening, stall,
Unable to devour and tarnish the golden, atmospheric
Antipodean beach…
Pete Ray…
25th September 2025…
The painting was inspired by the Moeraki area, South Island, New Zealand…
As a child, going to the coast and watching the sea shifting against a sandy beach surrounded by countryside was so splendid and yet quite alien to the other fifty-one weeks of my year in Birmingham (-not-on-Sea), that it became precious to my life.
I still feel that joy when I am near the sea…
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