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  • SEASCAPE

    Once we have climbed the steep track to the cliff top

    and seen that the coastal path is narrow

    and edgy along the range of jagged cliffs

    that stretch and turn for miles, we decide

    discretion is the better part of aging

    and sit on a new bench provided by

    the kindly dead. We can hear the wind

    in the gorse, sheep cropping the tussocky grass

    at the very edge, and the waves out of sight

    on the rocks below swell and fall, swell and fall…

     

    There is a container ship turning slowly

    on the horizon; nearer, the white sails

    of a dinghy, the shimmering shadows

    of a shoal of fish; and, bobbing closer still,

    half a dozen lobster pot marker buoys.

    Two seal heads appear briefly above the waves.

     

    Suddenly a solitary dolphin

    breaks the surface a hundred yards away.

    We hear it exhale – its head, fin, back

    glistening as it dives… And then a stillness…

    almost a holding of breath…

     

     


    3 responses to “SEASCAPE”


    1. Ashen Venema Avatar

      Discretion has its rewards. What a great bench to rest on. I’m sure the dolphin felt your presence, your being there and taking in the beauty of this coastline, its habitat.

    2. Clive Watkins Avatar
      Clive Watkins

      I like this, David. There are some excellent turns here. For example, “edgy” is what I would be if I were walking that “narrow” path along such “jagged cliffs (more edges); and certainly, “discretion is the better part of aging”. I like the ironic conjunction between the new bench and its kindly donors, the dead. I like the sweep of the poem out from the bench deep into the view and then back again. The “shimmering shadows” of the fish is a good observation, and pleasingly paradoxical. At the end it seems that the dolphin may not be the only creature holding its breath.

    3. John Huddart Avatar
      John Huddart

      That dolphin had spied a fish supper!

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