TYNESIDE POETS!

TYNESIDE POETS!

Saturday 14 November 2020

Marsden Rock

 


 


Sensational Rock,
swimming in light.
Bird cries clinging to ancient ledges,
Kittiwakes smashing against time.
What tales you could tell.

Your face is so moody,

flickers with breezes,
crumbles in a hot afternoon.

Climbing your powdery steps,

we look down on the sea
thrashing at you. 

We join a choir of birds at your peak,

cry out to the sky
in good spirits.

Nesting for the sake of it,

our lyrics are remnants on the shore.

We keep chipping away,

do we not? 

We slip

through the pebbles,
splashing
with babies.

We leave our mark,

a grain
on the ancient landscape.

We go.


We dance like the sunlight

on your scarred body: 

tripping,

falling,
singing

away.





KEITH ARMSTRONG

           As published in new book by Bill Greenwell: