So passes the glory of the world

Last night I watched a kittywake fly,
glide and fly
the red sunset
kissed
the cold gray waters.
Strayed my thoughts to a ferries departure,
four tiered christening cake
on the horizon.
Shimmering lights
slowly fading.
Silently waving
a lady crying.
Tears
the waters flavour
eloraborate cycles of blackened mass.
Red sky turned
violet blue
Cold.
Cold and sad yet happy
reflections dance
skimming the water peaks.
At me they point
tonight I am the centre
this reflective world.
How close, so far
I kneel, I touch
gone
astir a million tiny ripples.
The waves caress the granite pier
no emotion, no sentiment
just gentle lapping:
Gentle erosion the rock built pier.
Gentle erosion the life of man.
Last night I watched a ferry depart;
last night I thought
" Sic transit gloria mundi"

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Written after a walk on Dun Laoire pier, Ireland

All subjects dear to my heart.

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Comments

  • Luke Brannon
    Luke Brannonabout 5 years ago

    Barry, I enjoy the way your lay your images down in this piece. Very painterly, I think, how they blend together…

  • bellmusker
    bellmuskerabout 5 years ago

    I agree with Luke; this is richly descriptive writing. I could envision the harbour, see the streaks across the scarlet sky…so well done.

  • Thank you Bell.

    – Barry Burke

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