Winternights 2 November 2014
After the final day of the Summer Squall being abandoned because of atrocious weather, we created a separate event around the burning of our Viking boat. Winternights is a Norse festival which happened at this time of the year, welcoming in the winter season. We had a day with very uncertain weather once again, but the rain stopped and sky cleared for just an hour, when the parade and burning took place on the beach.
All images copyright © Keith Williams 2014
by Janette Mary Phethean
Elegantly she lies upon the beach
Dressed in pastel shades of pink, green and blue
Proud in her finery
With her prow thrust forward for all to see.
Surrounded by the protégé’s protectors
Shields ready at her sides
No-one to fear.
Sheltered by her crowd of admirers
From the seaward wind.
Suddenly the Vikings approach
With drums and chants
Undecipherable to our ears
Flowing hair and horned helmets
To lend us fear.
We wait in anxious anticipation.
Then, startled by the sudden
Sharpness of loud bangs
And sparks erupting from her belly,
The flames rise up to ignite her bowels.
And we are left in awe and wonder
At this ignoble sight on Thanet’s shore
To contemplate yet another fate of treachery
Upon this grey November day.