I would like to dedicate this poem to the RNLI life guard crew at Staithes in North Yorkshire especially, but also to RNLI crews everywhere. One life guards words especially inspired this poem. I can only hope that you will see their job as importantly as I do. The RNLI gain no government funding and are run on only public donations. They are truly voiceless heroes.
Neptune's Hand
Pounding the cliffs this storm does roar
Breaching defences and raping this shore
Toying with boulders as pebbles in hand
Baying white horses threaten this land
These fearless lifeguards cut through waves
As freely this night another life's saved
Howling winds scream into my lungs
Day's dawn breaks and the sea has won
Scattered debris lays spewed on the sand
Now this tide retreats under Neptune's hand
By Helen Stallard
August 27, 2014.
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