Four Tides

Four tides have come and gone since we sank my sister’s ashes into the sea off Hartlepool. Her son had brought them from Australia. We chose a rock pool where Dorothy would have played as a child. We read poems then covered the water with flowers. Now the flowers will be drifting southwards along the coast.

About Harry Nicholson

I once bred Beveren rabbits in all colours. Today, I'm an enameller who works with a kiln, fusing pictures in glass onto copper. On Amazon is my novel, 'Tom Fleck', set in the North of England of 1513 - the year of Flodden. A sequel to 'Tom Fleck' is 'The Black Caravel' published in 2016. My anthology of poems came out in 2015: 'Wandering About.' Recently I published memoirs of my time in the Merchant Navy: 'The Best of Days' and 'You'll See Wonders" I've a blog of poems, stories and art at:
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7 Responses to Four Tides

  1. So sorry to hear about your loss, Harry. What a lovely send off though, perfectly lovely.

    It would appear we human beings are connected in so many unseen ways, Harry; my sister lives in Australia.

  2. Harry, my sympathy is yours for the loss of your sister. A poetic send off in a lovely place. Your birthday lunch must have been a bittersweet occasion.

  3. Susannah says:

    I am so sorry for your loss Harry, but it seems a really beautiful way that you commemorated her – I love the thought of poetry and flowers.

  4. Tilly Bud says:

    I’m sorry for your loss, Harry.

    You gave her a lovely send off.

    • Thanks, Linda. We went to lunch today (my birthday, you see) at Ravenscar, high above Robin Hood’s Bay. I imagined the petals moving south.
      The Australians have driven away now – and I miss them.

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