Tuesday, 19 June 2012 00:00
Written by Bill Kimmett
Glissading, scampering face of
Fickle sand dunes; crumbling sculpture of
Wind and slashing scimitar of time.
Monument’s rasping grind.
Molecules of grit;
Hourglass foundations
Tugged by Ishmael’s call.
Footsteps awash in graves of
Spindrift quagmire.
Rivulets of tinder rivers
Rustling like scribblings in
Medieval monasteries.
World of dunes; keening; fading.
Scalloped edges knapped
Bone -smooth by flinty
Wind tongues.
Aching poignancies of pine;
Moss-green smudge on
A sepia pallet.
World of khaki greets
Silver slash of sea beyond
Drifting ridges.
Sun,
turgid with flickering flames,
Broils its bulk on shimmering
Stove-top sea:
Drowns elegantly.
Master mariner embracing
Spumy eternity.
Glutton sand feasts its face
With blossom pink in
Rustling abandon.
Afterglow lingers,
sucking
Blood orange glaze of sunset,
Till
Only colour
Black.
Only sound;
rustling rivulets of
Restless dunes.