Saturday, November 6

Beachy Head

Bent trees without leaves
Growing out of the wind
Muscular prongs pointing to
The dismal outcrop.
Thick with chalky pebbles
Devoid of thick grass here
The waves are crashing on the rocks,
And the lighthouse looks down.

Round the corner, see the sign
That confirms your fears.
Parking tickets blown away by the wind,
We stop for lunch at Beachy Head.

The wrappings of old flowers blown
Against the warning sign.

1 Comments:

Blogger tzb said...

Thanks Ashley! Glad you like the new stuff too.. although I've been so stressed out with work lately I've hardly had time to write.

Which is driving me insane!

Thanks for coming back!

November 26, 2004 6:11 pm  

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