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Strange Days - Reading the Signs


Ministry of Defence Warning -
Beware of Metal Objects
Quick Sand!

The approach through the dunes felt very eerie.
The dogs usually pulling on the lead
to get to the beach, not this day!

Eventually we reached the sand,
yes sand as far as the eye could see,
like a flat desert, perhaps I could 
see a small strip of water in the distance 
it may have been a mirage though!

My first inclination was to turn back,
I'd had too many nightmares
 of sinking down into mud oblivion,
my love took delight in teasing me 
whilst coaxing me on.
"Okay then" I said, "just on the edge",
 making sure not to stray
towards the dunes again
for fear of unexploded metal objects
laying in wait of ambush,
or to let my feet venture off the
dry sand onto the wet sucking you under stuff!

After awhile feeling a little more calm
we let the boys off the lead as we usually do, 
but strangely they kept right beside us
 not bounding miles away with excitement.

The dogs did raise a little interest however, 
as we approached a skeleton!
It looked like a horse,
and then Dougal found a half eaten rabbit 
which I quickly retrieved.

What a strange day, 
not at all what we expected,
 and yet, as I look back now
 it had some kind of beauty.
It's the way you read it!

I think my apprehension was being
 picked up by the dogs,
they are keen to sense any alarm.
As it turned out one of the locals back 
at base said she'd been walking her dog
 there for years and laughed at
 the quicksand sign saying you can 
only manage to sink one's foot!
Strange and beautiful sightings
to be continued ...........

Comments

miss*R said…
oh I love those wicked vans.. we have them here too!! the art work is brilliant

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