Images from Wki Commons
Beadlet Anemone
A sea does not journey without obstacle,
it divides and foams across stone,
a slave to tides, it swirls, waves
over the living and dead it carries –
all passengers, all hungry for something
as it gasps the friction of their stories
upon shingle or sand. Or here,
meeting land, it casts itself onto rocks,
blasts new water into the worlds
of the cut-off, the alienated,
those adapted to ravage:
beadlet anemones worn by pools
as if they were bloody wounds
that exposed their suffering, and toxic,
lashing out whips of survival
where life involves many forms of fighting.
Rachel Deering
Rockpool image by Paul Brookes
Her Rockpool
eyes shiver as you approach,
careful her anenomes sting,
her hermit crab quick retreat,
here is movement in the sand.
-Paul Brookes
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