(how I built a musical instrument in 1988 from stones from the beach at the airstrip Bantry)
stoned at the beach
but still within my reach
red stones
I am picking up red stones
striking them with bleached bones
and listening to the piercing tones
later at home
resting the resonant stones
on two black pipes
to be played with white bones
and listening to the stone phone
to an almost metallic sounding high-pitched tone
and listening, listening
to the water and the wind on my own
and melodies in stone
telling an unlikely tale
8 out of 12 stones
formed a major scale!