Another Place

I was witness today at Blundell Sands & Crosby

to a scattering of the Ashes.

Another Time

Another Place

I noticed them immediately

A black mother and daughter

a box and a bag

I watched on from a distance

feeling like a priest.

Like life, the ceremony was over so quickly

I felt like a witness and an interloper but 

I couldn't look away.

I was transfixed by the alchemy of ashes to sand.

An R.N.L.I vehicle stationed by the edge of the lapping sea

could not save this soul.

Father, Sister, Son, Brother, Uncle, Auntie

Iron Man looked on.