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| Caswell Bay Poem |
Caswell bay, Gower, Swansea
Dogs are banned from Caswell Bay over the summer period. This was written for my lovely sheep dog Bentley who has sadly now left my side to chase seagulls in the heavens.
B
each Ban
each Ban
(written
from Caswell bay)
The
seasonal beach ban has ended
October
takes control of the year
The
dog and I now free to roam
In
once forbidden territory
Where
land and sea embraceReleased from our annual manacles
In a rush to reunite with the beach
We
run across the sand
The
sheep dog accelerates leaving my side
Flanking
the dogged gulls
Driving
them up in to the autumn sky
They
ascend with a plurality of movement
That
demands still spectators
The
instigator of such synchronicity
Barking
pointlessly into the wind
Reaching
now the old age river spreading aimlessly
Creating
a plethora of islands in the sand
Slowing
to negotiate nature’s divisive design
We
exploit these transient stepping stones
Avoiding
the valley waters keeping dry feet
Onwards
over virgin sand as the tide withdraws
The
end of the bay approaches
To
the rocks, the rock, the cardinal touch stone
The
turning point of the journey
Now
retracing the rhythmically impressed footprints
To
start the drudgery of interior life
Injected
with irreversible oceanic endorphins
One
moves through the hours of the day
With
salty skin and wind blown hair
The
soul of the sea ensconced and inextricably within
S.
Kent
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