Robert wyatt

Sight of the wind

Robert wyatt
We could hear it
Before the shutters were open
The wind on the beach

Then we found
Miniature sand dunes
On the concrete of the balcony

And a dead leaf, zig zagging
Scratching an urgent message in Sanskrit
Before hitching a ride on a frisky gust

A plastic bag caught by a rail
Rearing to go
In such a flap we see it free
To join a page of last week's news

Racing high above the undulating beach
And the invisible flying sand
Casting a fast moving shadow
Stroking the beach clean

Yesterday's footprints vanished
Replaced by smooth rippling
Wave formations, a copy of the sea

No one walking
Not even the dogs
A day for the rubbish to dance

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