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The Sterling Castle, 1703
The sands move
brushed by moray tale
shivered in clouds
by a sole's shy shift
the currents stir
shaking silt
to mist the sea
to settle -
moving time
over an old log reel,
clearing the centuries
discovering old timbers:
dead ribs
reaching up to past waves
offering their history
to the naked shipworms.
As the crabs scuttle to explore
as stars cree...
Tuesday 8th October 2019 12:13 pm
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