Posted by Admin on 19 April 2008, 12:00 am
No gunfire fills the air with awe-inspiring sound.
Long obsolete, this fort, built high above the sea
upon its bull-marked bastion, in silence broods –
a viewpoint now for visitors indifferent
to defence.
This untried stronghold, planned for simple wars,
now innocent of military display, defiant yet,
resigns itself to peace.
Of Palmerstone’s strategic follies, one, it hides
on Culver Cliff, unmanned, unarmed, wide open to
its current foe – the vandal with an aerosol
and brush, determined to deface.
And through its muted watch and ward
graffiti insurrection cry.
T. C. Hudson
© T. C. Hudson.
Village
Parish Council