DINOSAURS
Sully Beach is a rich source of Fossils from the Jurassic Age.

“Look! There! Between the wetted rocks,”

“What are they?”

“Footprints! Large Dinosaur footprints.
See how they ran.
Something must have scared them.
Look. Look to the side! Small steps.
Youngsters veered to the left,
Others to the right, Terrified.
Big ones, must have weighed a ton,
Panicked! Ran straight ahead.”

“Plant eaters waylaid by Tyrannosaurus?”

The chill of fear pervades the stony shore,
The silence shredded by savage screams
From loutish monsters dismantled
And devoured by primeval predators,
Blood spattered boulders are cast aside,
And the beach, its hot blood seeping
Into the anguish of turbulent seas,
Coagulates bronzed salt waters.

The beach, shielded from cooling breezes,
Rests before a silver merge of sea and sky,
Where only the lap of lazy waters disturbs
The random call of the raucous gull.
The bay, now at evening rest,
Bays to the delectable Diana.
But she, who has seen all things, sees nothing
As she strides through cotton wool skies,
And stares, sightless, into star peppered heavens.