Vicky Newham




The hour turns and the wave comes fast,

Leans into the light,

Dark as slate with a restless sheen,

Unfurls on the shore

Its reach, a splayed hand,

This one further than the last.

Creamy finger tips skitter in the froth of excitement

And erase the braille of the previous moment,

Sucked back into the belly of the sea,

Marks on the beach,

A stranger’s kiss on the stomach of regret.




Vicky Newham © 2015

Author: Vicky Newham

Vicky Newham is a writer, living in Whitstable, Kent. She writes crime fiction, psychological thrillers and science fiction. Her main projects are novels, but she also writes short stories, flash fiction, non-fiction articles and some poetry.

5 thoughts on “Memory

  1. Really atmospheric – sends shivers down your spine! The photo fits the mood well too x

  2. Really very good Vicky, imho.

  3. Do like this Vicky … a lot! Very atmospheric & profound imagery. Nice one!

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