On Marloes Cliffs
A poem.
Brothers, we have made great slaughter." A boast. A bargain. Blood for gold, History records- This Norseman named a hamlet: Hubberston. Ubbi Ragnarsson. Killer. Avenger. Viking. An Axe. Thirsting for blood. Encounter. Gull. Larus Argentatus. Greyback. Glutton.Terror. Strutting stance. Legs akimbo. Chest puffed out. Bit of a lad. Pugilist. Eye. Beak. A Throat. Thirsting for feathers, fur, feet. Silver as sea campion. Dashing. We name him: "Stoneye". Disingenuous. We invest him: Timelord. As a Golden gown of vetch and gorse Slips slowly from the shoulders of an hour You seem to whisper, "remake the day- The silver threads of silene". History records - a new Crimson Gown. A sickening sense of foreboding. Are we to be present at a kill? Stoneye squints! The bloodspeck On his beak is the mark of Cain, Somewhere a puffin chick waits. The bloodsong sun smears gore across The sky, giving the dawning dusk A sanguine sheen, jewelled with flecks Of thrift and squill. "Remake the day" You seem to whisper. Nigh-on heroic landscape: blood-red Portentious, causal. Conceit? - a rare blink Presages an effortless slide from Artful artifact into airborne arrow.- and - Timelord-in-Flight. Skomer bound - Over Raggle Rocks, which point skywards And cleave the powdered air with Accusing, god - proportioned fingers. Conceit? On a beach nearby (History records) a new Dynasty landed. A mission; a moral crusade Against a tyrant. An ambition. Thirsting for a Crown - To be won at Bosworth Field - Changing History, changing Belief Launching endless televisual scenes. History records. What? - a mere speck. A gnat crawling on the window of time A silver thread of Silene. Tectonic forces fashioned these cliffs, Built this beach: festooned it with beauty; Made these multi-hued, monumental rocks. Tectonic tales - a chirograph, documenting The smashing of the Urkontinent Into massive, Pangean pieces of time. History records. As darkness chastens stem and rock, Stoneye sees it all: Truth, Lies, Enormity Beauty, Blood, Future, History, Chance, Design. On Skomer a puffin chick waits "Remake the day. The silver threads of Silene."





Wisp of the sea,
Skomer bound
Gull as symbol:
will you interpret?