Bozukkale

The path wavered upwards from the sea - 

We scrambled over stones - 

Stunted trees gave us little shade - 

Lizards basked amongst the tangles of seared grass - 

On the summit, we stood on the broken walls -

We heard the wind - 

Looked down at the waves, far below - 

Listened for voices on the air - 

Bozukkale

May 2023