Leafless trees reflected December sunlight -
Each wind-shaken house was warmed by old memory -
Remembered names were cast skywards from winter fires -
The deep valley took us to the narrow bay -
Drystone walls bordered ancient fields -
Windscupted trees, then hawthorn, marked our path -
Below us, the fissured rocks were white with foam -
A boy had been drowned here -
The dark swell was like a curtain -
If it drew back, we'd see him -
HIs bright shape lost amongst the waves -
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Sunday 9 December 2018
Winspit
Dorset
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