Thursday, March 31, 2011

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.

2 comments:

Deb Robertson Writes said...

the change in the land is the hardest to bear :(

Helen said...

But you are still a genius with words.