Totland

Totland

The silver headland thins,
To test rockets,
And a narrow view.

White Heat Needles
The Viewing Platform
In barbed wire.

So The Public can see,
From their pulpits.

I love the dead chalk,
Sparkling in Shear White.

I turn back,
Away,from this Chatty Fairground.

3rd August 2000 (Re-written 25th October 2009)