Fay Slimm.

Blackrock.

Blackrock.

Fiercesomely gaunt like some surprised
mammoth it rises

out of sea\'s lash.

Time-blackened by relentless breakers
its great salined form
rears the warning that granite takes no

answering back.

Vessals steer clear if with sense for fear
of wrecking against
its open maw when hidden by roarers

they float too near.

Many before have suffered attack but
none more tragic
than Fisherman Jack\'s tug for in pulling
a capsizing pleasure-boat
away from death
hit rock and lost all hands from his own
deck and those of the Passenger.

Never before had there sounded such

wailing for with no survivors

and within land-sight that old levithian

had gorged then spat out, before

daylight, all corpses.

 

Just as a reminder Blackrock at every 

tide shows its formidable

jaws so be warned.