Beach Collection

Into the oily swell

the sun drops

it’s day end heat.

A kite’s rustle sound manoeuvres

wheeling and soaring

like a colourful eagle hawk

tethered to the sand.

Overhead, a lone gull flies

out of touch, calling . . .

until again, the flock

connects.

They fly low across the sand

caught in silhouette

against the failing light . . .

seasoned travellers

on the beach run.

The twin helix trails

spew across the

sun spent sky . . .

flashing beacon lights . . .

passengers sipping wine.

- Martin Christmas 2016

Martin Christmas has an M.A. in Australian Cultural Studies and is an Adelaide based performance poet, photographer and professional theatre director. He was a Friendly Street Poets mentored poet in 2012 and has been published in several anthologies. He teaches presentation elements to young spoken word poets and established poets.