Skip Skate,  trot hop,  
moving forward rock to rock,

every step unique  and considered,
life newly born carcases of the withered,

shimmering shaking,  liquid meets solid,
altitude zero both beauty and torrid,

shades of green,  hugs white chalk,
the mass of the undulating lapping with baulk,

the foamy bubbles lead the way,
drops of oily bring colour and sway,

like tiny little clouds,  egg whites in ***,
this meeting of the worlds characters,  an ever new plot,

signs of creation,  signs of decay,
I pass through this picture in my personal way,

grounding and purifying its this cleansing i need most
as i wander tentively along this little stretch of coast