9980. AND THE PERIWINKLES NEED TO GO

AND THE 

PERIWINKLES 

NEED TO GO

Allied against the shoreline are the rocks,

and those the waves do batter. I can see the

mist, like a coat of rainbow hue being cast

now over the sand. A few distant ships roll.

-

Whether lights come on in the evening or 

not, and before the dark or after  -  those 

are not my concerns. I go on, regardless

of such circumstances. Measuring what I

read of situations, and reading what is

measured  -  conflagrations, manipulations,

and fire too. Brimstone, as in the

great old Bible tales.

-

I shall keep my watch and stand my stead.