Seascape

                                  Seascape

                              Sceptical salvo

Of Saliferous saltarellos

            Soulful sayings stridently sounding

    Sizzling and stewing, the sullen spectre sits

Solidly on. Ships squat silently                 brooding

On the speculation of what might                    be.

The swishing and swashing, swiping

At sand and stone – swallowing shells

And squelching. Spattering spray away

And scattering seagulls. A slippery silvery

Tongue salivates a sudden saline shoulder

To the sedentary mass. A smash of solidarity;

Constellation of candyfloss sans substance. Just

Superficial  snowy sherbet.  Synthesised structural

Sculptures  stolidly  on shores  settling  to surface and

Sliding silently southwards, seawards. A lone gull sweeps

Overhead – screeching the most heartrending tale in birdspeak

A few yards away its mate spread-eagled – plastic packet punctuating

Its putrefying plumage. Shimmering silica settles – a stoical scene survives.