Fintragh Beach Poem by Joe Hughes

Here we've devoured the authors.
Good eating!
Now Maura gorges on Tobin.
Nora Webster's life lies fully exposed.
The latest mechanical horses,
Parked rainbowlike,
Stand in military precise straight lines
Saluting the sun
With no need for reins.
Biting Atlantic rain
Showers their carcases
Back to a showroom glint.
Dogs walk their owners
Insisting on incessant throws of a ball
In this dog heavy heaven.
The effervescent waves wink at seagazers
Encouraging some into their seductive depths
Of refreshing Alaskan cold.
Wet suited I'm captured
As my marker rocks lie uncomplaining
Topped by a solitary silent seagull
Scanning the seascape.
The lifeguards remove their flags.
Their day is over.
It is now safe to drown!