I never thought that just blue could be so beautiful, yet it is here. A herringbone sky with clouds the shapes of boomerangs pinging east. Each one is outlined with a band of creamy blue, sometimes patches of celestial powder blue and primrose yellow dusk sky emerge behind the clouds.
Sky poking through – clouds are
The misty silhouettes of Snowdonian
Mountains on the right hand-side
Embroidering the horizon.
Each element of my view: mountains,
Sky and sea present shields of colour.
The sea is cobalt, and its ripples echo
The flapping wings of passing
Seabirds. The crescent-shaped bay
Of Borth lies before me, beyond it
The magnificent Dyfi estuary.
Today along the coastal path
Between Aberystwyth and Borth I saw:
sea holly, Campion, cornflower (white and blue),
sloe berry bushes, bustling/bouncing bull finches and robins,
ragged robin, bracken,
gorse and bramble, pine trees and stunt oak.
I saw a seal-grey sea.
Little slips of opal pink and iridescent
Blue peep behind clouds.
I saw a lonesome fisher-
Man, eager rod in hand standing at the bay,
Spears of light shining down
In silver brilliance against the
The sky is wiping off the shadows from the hills, scrolling back the
Clouds. I see monolithic slopes.
From here the Cambrian mountains
Are like backs of petrified leviathans, long
Since dead, fissured, humped, &
I should walk down from my coastal-path look-out,
Down towards Borth cliff.