The head of Ozymandias?

When I spotted this lump of rock on Porth Dafarch beach in North Wales, my first thought was of Shelley's Ozymandias, a poem we had to study at school when I was in my teens:

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Water ripples and seaweed in the desert? Erm, no. No stone legs - trunkless or otherwise - on the beach either and nothing resembling Shelley's description of O's visage in the rock. The mind plays interesting tricks sometimes :-D

[Phil Howcroft]

it was Shelley was it ? Did you 'get' Shelley back in the day Alison .

I'm not very well read , I managed to pass my Eng Lit by not reading 2 books , Far from the madding crowd was one of em' !

Cracking shot though Alsison

[gloria jones]

Neat find and shot

[carol white]

Great find and capture.Fav😊

[Matt Clendon]

A good spot indeed and the stone does look a little pharaoh-like. It could well be the visage of O, which the sculptor added his own particular grievevences to, as mentioned in the poem. It's such a great, ironic poem (sonnet) by Shelley as O vainly boasts of his accomplishments while surrounded by absolutely no remnants of them, only the deserted sands. Nice one, Alison. I like the b/w too.