On the beach at Penbryn
On the beach at Penbryn
Watched
Two peregrines swoop,
Crest the land's cut edge,
And cascade down the striated face
Of rock
Folden long.Time’s forces cleave,
Yield, as-if-hewn slabs;
Tumbling giant coffins of rock.
Succumbed.
Sucked smooth lozenges
At the foot of the shattered shale.The birds double back,
Arch over the hill beyond,
Glimpse the graveyard
Snooked from sea sight.Ancient stones stand,
Labour of priestly hands.
Placed for princess.
Pitted
Chiselled
Edges now smoothed;
Earth etched fading forms
Of piety recalled in granite;
Ephemera in Time's tireless trend.The birds go and
The watchers tread
Epitaphs in the sand.
Watched
Two peregrines swoop,
Crest the land's cut edge,
And cascade down the striated face
Of rock
Folden long.Time’s forces cleave,
Yield, as-if-hewn slabs;
Tumbling giant coffins of rock.
Succumbed.
Sucked smooth lozenges
At the foot of the shattered shale.The birds double back,
Arch over the hill beyond,
Glimpse the graveyard
Snooked from sea sight.Ancient stones stand,
Labour of priestly hands.
Placed for princess.
Pitted
Chiselled
Edges now smoothed;
Earth etched fading forms
Of piety recalled in granite;
Ephemera in Time's tireless trend.The birds go and
The watchers tread
Epitaphs in the sand.