PEOPLE scurry like rats back to cars
As the heavens open and hail
Bounces on the pebbles of Cold Knap
The sky a menacing Heathcliff grey
And I am now master of the beach
Admiring nature’s awesome power
As the waves crash from the dangerous sea
And exhilaration sweeps over me.
But suddenly it is all over
And the sun breaks through troubled clouds
Dogs and owners return to the beach.
Then my eyes are drawn to a magical sight
A rainbow stretches from Friar’s Point
Right over the Channel to the English hills
The hail has melted away like a ghost
And then the rainbow fades over the coast.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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