Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 136: Tobermory

Tobermory Tide

Soft washing current,
rough sand and dim
dark rocks,
a foam of transparent lace at
the sea-edge.
Crusty fishing boats
carry in the tide,
the tender rain,
evening.

Later,
small round waves
roll themselves to shore
turning as a woman might
when leaning to kiss a familiar
and beloved face.

 

Noel Canin

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