The ways of standing and seeing
Into a mirror reflecting sky
Crystalline fractures of the moss-strewn depth
Fold throughout pattern in the sunken shaft.

Thermal power, autumn discharge
The feathers white upon the side
The stone cracked and moved with the storm
That struck seven nights back, with the tide.

A crumbling pedestal
Split looking-glass of auburn sheen
Reflects the gaze of the destitute
As a reflection turns to stoke
The unseen fire.

A creeping shadow
Moves on the edge of eyesight
Camouflaged, slow, but sure it moves
As a past fragment, lying naked
Tame as the earth.

Walking back, admire the way
The turf turns blood red
A cigarette end, discard
Lights the way, the razed path
Shredding leaves as they fall.