December Sunset.
White caps on an ocean like thick crystal blossom
coloured when pink broke through cloud cover
and December\'s low sun flooded the gaps.
Dusk ran its gold breeze through cliff-top heather,
ruffled small harebells and blushed to russet
small tufts of tough storm-beaten grasses.
Naught hit my ears with more wonder than when
hearing riled waves crack on granite as sunset
led roosting gull-flight thru\' water passage.
Wind still smacking stone I headed homeward
as crimson gloaming spilt Night\'s blood over
blue so Day could draw blinds and relax.