A Poem to remind you of the seabirds......
Skomer by Paul Hawkes
sunlight shimmerings on water
bright white
limpid liquid reflections
refracting shapes
through a distorted prism
sea is an island
on the horizon
strip of land surrounding
and as perspective widens
drawing closer
island long and flat
widens again
a beautiful illusion
for there is no land
only water and light
playing randomly
but there is an island
boat approaches
floating back four thousand years
golden bronze age days
teeming torrent of birds
puffins performing
puffing up cheekily close
doing their little stints
high-flying magic merlins
ravening well choughed
oystercatchers shrieking madly
swarming over the manic sheer waters
fulsome fulmars razorbilling in
the guillemot gullies of their skitty wakes
flooding the sky
the vibrancy of life
before civilisation -
Mr. Gandhi, what do you think of Western civilisation?
I think it would be a very good idea -
destroyed it
cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool
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