Long Reef in Winter – Brendan Doyle

You hear the roar half a mile away.
Giant rollers unfurl white banners on the reef.
Closer in, fish-scale light on curving shimmers.

Ears back into the wind
Jasper does a mad run on the clifftop,
dream material for a twitching afternoon nap.

Two whales, mother and calf, loll in the swell.
Now a southerly churns the water sprites,
the horizon jagged with distant storms.