Echoes …

GRANITE ROCK PORTHOLLAND

Great granite stones

squat on the deserted shore –

abandoned deities of an atavistic cult;

worshippers of sun and moon

and of a natural law.

The sculptress sea has smoothed and honed

their features into grey obscurity;

but the invocations to those faceless gods

are heard for ever more

above the tumult of the wind and waves;

carried in the seagull’s plaintive cries

and in the chiselled echoes

incised in hallowed caves …

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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