IT IS a sumptuous August day, sunny and blue
As I sit outside The Captain’s Wife
Seagulls screech as I admire the view
But the sea here has taken many a life.
I then wander across the placid shore
Onto Sully Island, mysterious and grand
Following the footsteps of many before
For the tide is out but soon the land
Will be immersed in fatal water again
But I stroll to the other side
Yet sense spirits of those who swam in vain
Against the indifferent, deadly tide
And also Romans and Vikings too
Who roamed here so long before.
I take one last glance at the magical view
Then swiftly make my way back to shore.
Guy Fletcher
Pantmawr
Cardiff
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