White ships ...

I pictured myself in the tower room -

Climbing the narrow stair in the South Bay villa -

High ceilinged rooms below me -

Bats flying past my twilight window -

I'd have an astrolabe on a table made of driftwood -

I'd read the stars in the winter sky -

I'd sit with my books above salt rimed rooftops -

I'd see white ships on the moonlit sky -

Tuesday 15 September 2020

Scarborough