A coupling after Two’s Company by Ambre Burt
Julius turned his gaze
His hard and incurious gaze
To the scene below,
A scene that was empty to him
Where the white wave tops struck the shore.
The shore that silently called the sea
Rocks glistened in the Sun
The gleaming sunlight shining wetly
As gulls wheeled and cried above his head.
Crying out at the majesty of the sea
All around there were only the sounds
Raucous noise and subtle both
And nature’s own refrain
No chatter or music or other manmade sound.
No man made a sound here, pleasant or not
It was as though he was alone
His lone solitude – a fortress
On the planet
His place of refuge on this Earth
With only the birds and sea for company.
Companioned by uncaring sea and sky.