Redcliffe Bay
Snow white sentry stands
Alone above the craggy rocks
Before the swirling tide and shifting sands
Its pulsing eye wide, keeping watch.
Long sharp serrated scars
Cut foaming patterns in the tide
Along these deep channelled paths
Strong beds of kelp are brushed aside
Swift stillness comes after rapid advance
The silence broken by seagull cries
As coloured flotsam and driftwood dance
Together on this moonlit glass.
With flags aflutter ships steam slowly by
Showing off their colours of lands from far away
Pale watchful eye that guards and guides
Stands so strong through crashing waves
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