Companionable Silence - Poem by Andy Brookes
Below us grey grass green gently rolls to the shore.
salty, shallow, sandy, the waves beat slow time.
The shifting wind bends
Soft brown stems of dandelions,
To scatter their wealth in puffs of white glory.
To fly in seeming ecstasy as they ascend heaven ward,
To meet the crying black back gulls.
Dust devils zip across yellow cascades of drifting dunes,
Strewn with sharp Marram grass,
As we picnic within their lofty walls
In our sheltered nook.
So companionable in our silence.
Listening to sounds of wind and wave and bird.
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