Sea Town, Cullen

Long shadows on the shore at Cullen
defining fishermen's houses
standing stout and defiant
end on to the weather.

Sunshine from a cloudless sky
warming the frosty air,
bathing the sea and the hinterland
of the coast in a golden glow.

No wind to ruffle the sea
No waves to crash over the sea wall
All is peaceful and tranquil on an expanse
of shimmering blue
stretching to a horizon in the north.
empty
save for a peerie fishing boat,
engine throbbing, making for land..

A magical day ending too soon
when the sun slips behind the bare trees
and the rise of ground here in Portsoy
and we are left with a darkening sky
and lamplight.