Beckenham

Today I watched a digger eat a church I knew and loved
When the last familiar piece was shattered, gone and dead
Even the digger hung its head

Shag Rock

Shag Rock is gone
And I will never look on it again.
Life size
Set against a burning sky
Tide playing, restless, at its feet.

Last time I looked on you
You did not say goodbye
Nor turn your face away
Nor give me any sign at all.

I was the one who looked away, too soon.