Sunset at worms head

Who needs Lucy in the sky
when there for all to watch
an iridescent basket ball
bounces on the sea.
Shoals of carrots, aubergines and lettuces
swirl into fluorescent skies, across the worm
and on to distant Lundy.

A pod of dolphins form a choir
to sing 'Bohemian Rhapsody
as turtles fly around the sun
and seals slap sides in harmony.

The beach smiles - radiant, blushing.
I wonder if, tonight, she might at last
release the ghosts
of seamen buried in her sandy belly?

Chris Wyatt 2007