I crunch my way through broken shells,
Brittle sand, addled pebbles
Majestic rock columns breach the ground
In one final, flailing, frozen gasp.
This is my temple.
No choirs here,
Just the steady rythymic ebb and flow
A heartbeat old as Earth itself
Gulls and gentle breeze the lighter notes
Mozart must have heard your dreams.
Yet you are a god of fury!
Who calls it as you see it
Picking and eating fishermen whole
Crushing stone to powder
Kelp and crab lie dead on your doorway
You rage! You rage against the brazen sun.
But listen you will
Patiently, to my stormed thoughts
Allow me to clamber your altars
To sit on your spires
To weep on your statues
My concerns are like nothing
But yet, still you listen.
Whispering gently to me.
Some day I’ll understand.
January 2007
Passive Impressions 
Hello Woodpigeon,
I arrived here via h2g2 which I have recently joined. I am a widow who finds much in writing and reading among many other things. I happened to be looking at the photos that people had put up for others to enjoy and yours took my breath away it is so beautiful.
I followed that to arrive here. Thank you for sharing and I’ve really enjoyed browsing through your pics and info. I’ve barely scratched the surface!
I especially wanted to comment on your poetry Woodpigeon. They are beautiful! Two of them moved me to tears. I f I tell you I lost me beloved husband in 2003 you will understand why.
Thank you again for sharing so much. I write poetry myself but regretfully not like yours. I’ve put two up in the Alternative Workshop and hope to develop my own ability to write. If it’s ok by you I would like to come back and browse again
My user name for h2g2 is korculablue
Hi Leila,
Thank you so much for your kind words! I’m lucky I think as the country I live in gives me ample opportunity to take a few photos.
As for my poetry, the two poems you describe have touched a few people. They came from a very deep place, is all I can say. The poem about my dad’s death was written only days after he passed away. Coming up with that poem in my head sort of helped to see me through those few days. I very much sympathise with what you have been through.
I will link to your page in h2g2 using the friends thingy, so we can stay in contact – I’m an old hand in h2g2, but always happy to meet new people.