worm's head (pen pyrod)
tip toe
onto the croc’s head
eyes half-closed half-asleep
malevolent breath
becalmed westward
if he goes down we drown
so trespass with care
across the causeway finger-nailed
barnacled and scuffed
where the sea parts
the waves lap backward
clouds scudder
worries are cut off
loads of time as
the brass bell sets the tenor
keep ringing and wait here to be rescued
devil's bridge!
a flash of the sea’s antlers
where trepidation doesn’t look
silence hangs
under a warm kestrel
seals hauled up asleep
peep at our demise
for no further
on the worm's silhouette
out on rhossili bay
fare you well then pen pyrod bach
when we look back
when the sea has reclaimed the causeway
we’ll remember how we stood
and whispered we love it here
out on the dragon of wales
bitten deep by the
deep blue sea
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