Walking along the banks
Watchful eyes follow every move.
A glimpse of movement,
A ripple marks the watchers spot.
Beach stones crunching underfoot,
The burn trickles and sings
Curving and spreading to meet the sea.
The body of watchers increases,
The dogs stand mesmerised
The splashing attracts them .
The coughing and barking from the sea
Is a puzzle.
Eleven pairs of eyes look back.
Slipping through the water.