Castle Beach on a gunmetal day

The sea was gunmetal blue, 
drifting to slate grey as 
the clouds shifted.

A thick mist smudged the horizon.

The world held its breath


Far-off pinpricks shone 
through the gloom. 
The bulk of a great ship 

The moment was heavy 

Then a herring gull screeched by and it was gone.

Up on the hill, the castle watched on.

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