Martello Tower

Poem at Speed series

Sitting in circles 
Plate spinning, star spinning world.
Consider the seamlessness,
A shrouded sky and a silken sea.
Wind breathes, hollows, holds its breath
Shingle seethes and sighs.

Souls sit in the sunset 
People of the distance,
Sailors, soldiers, watchers, deadmen.
Open the window and let in the tide,
The soft heave of light water to clear your mind.
In this surround sound I am stone safe.