Poetry Map of Scotland: poem no. 334

Balmedie Beach

Go there.
Feel the turbine charging wind
tangle in your hair
its sand shifting
kaleidoscope twist.
The foreshore shines
iridescent mackerel slick
gusts toy with mists of grain.
Free from the marram's grasp
they sweep and bounce
quicken, peak, drop
and the winds rise again
to hold hovering
white winged gulls.

Tease out
the matted knots
at the nape of your neck
ruddy cheeks will fade
but Balmedie's sands stick
in the tread of your boots
sea air held
in the deepest breath
the advancing tide
as you close your eyes
north-westerly wind
urging you back.

Amy Raeburn

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