On the edge …

MEACHARD ROCK BOSCASTLE

Jagged rocks defy the mesmeric sea;

the hypnotic drama plays out in the surge

and in the answering swell.

But in my own mind’s eye

I dwell in life’s slow panorama ..

I stand upon a ledge of eroded land and lichen

and see the foothold here is but a slip away;

a momentary crumbling.

Still, recklessly I peer at the exultant spray

below the black cliff edge,

beguiled by the moment and the mood

of the sirenic sea

to taste in the salt-tears of the ocean

a near-suicidal camaraderie …

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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