Estuary shore, afternoon at Whitstable 19 - 22 April 2016

The inexperienced and the young, the old
And the infirm negotiate the paths
Where strollers by the pebble beach converge
And part again in human waves
Mirroring springtide's motion on the sea.

The clement day has welcomed to the shore
The townsfolk and their guests, who at their ease
Reflect upon the surface and the deep:
The warming rays, the bracing air, the call
Of passing gull to gull aloft,
While to the eye whose vision's turned within
The scene ingested feeds the inner view.