By a Cornwall Cliff

by cyan

Published October 18, 2026

E - Everyone

In "Serious" Poetry

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How many red suns had to drown in this ocean to turn it so green?
Razor reefs: Land's End, ship's end
Rust, beached upon orange rocks
The wind tumbles its wild heart to you in apology
The tide chases up the beach -
Soft crystalline water
Swash and swallow the sand.

Comments & reviews · 1
Therwormwriter wrote a review Review · Oct 20

I will be honest in not truly understanding the first line, but i can speak some on the rest. Thinking about it it could truly be so many different things, such as what caused things. Truly, I am stupid enough to only feel like I understand lines 4-8. These lines I feel have a lot of potential. The before feels as if it is something I do not have context for, which is fine. Those four lines are beautiful though, the wind being an apology is something I feel greatly, it feels cradling. The last 3 lines feel very playful overall, like a small child wanting to play. This makes the earth feel alive

cyan replied · Oct 20

heyy therwormwriter, thank you for the review! I agree that this poem is a little bit too cryptic - how can red suns turn a sea green lol? I wrote this a while ago, so I will be amending the poem, making it longer, clearer and better. The context of lines 2-3 is that there is a place in the UK called "Land's end", literally where the land ends (being the most southwestern part of the UK, and one of only two capes in the country) The coastline in this part is extremely treacherous, so ships often crash near the cape, most notably the MV RMS Mülheim, which is a giant iron cargo vessel. I was inspired to write this poem looking down the cliffs at this great ship, taken over by nature and turned completely orange.



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