Loneliness and aloneness
they are not the same
for the shell of the mind
hears echoes of many seas
it hears the calling of gulls
from this savage sky
and an ebbing tide
lapping the small white stones.
Loneliness and aloneness
they are not the same
for the shell of the mind
hears echoes of many seas
it hears the calling of gulls
from this savage sky
and an ebbing tide
lapping the small white stones.
© Ian Emberson