collioure ii
The rock is layered.
The rock is jagged.
It breaks through the soil.
It cuts down to the sea.
The turquoise sea
That takes the light
From the sun
And makes it
different.
The vines cling
Perilously
To the rock.
Their roots dig deep
Searching
Splitting
Shattering
Rock and soil,
Looking for water.
The homes cling
Perilously
To the Rock.
They become villages.
Right down to the sea.
The stone sits,
Set on rock.
Perpendicular.
Layers upon layers.
Ochre, purple,
Obsidian
Pale.
