On Sentinel Shore

On Sentinel Shore

Ink-stained and tangled seaweed

smouldering in seafire

broken on sentinel shore

halting hightide out in rushing rhythms

cottage smoke wispwrithes into a silverblack lightless night

wild edge and wild air whip and froth

under a creeping moons midwatch

and yet, go still against the cold pull

there to weave and unweave shadowshoals

and haul home through skerried squals

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