Archive for March 5, 2012

The cliff

The cliff, where suddenly this country ends,
is home for herring gulls and weary ghosts;
all cruel reminders of mortality.

Who jumped from here to live no more? The shore
is about death, despair and loss, but herring gulls
and weary ghosts, they understand each
other well.

Their cries are heard over the
beach, then followed by St Mary’s bells.
Here England ends, where sea begins. The cliff.

Picture by Toussaint, Whitby 2012

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