Spartan rocks of brevity

 
Seagulls

Upon the winds that screech and squawk  
Sky brooding dark or blue as chalk  
My mind to nest
The cliffs outcrop  
 From ground to heights a flight path plots
 
Beacon

Blinded by the gales
Wallow as you sail
Search for an intensity
A bright, from darks distressed griped fear
Candle power faith any beacon brings

Spartan rocks

Seagulls nest, ships stuck fast
Stands alone a home
Shelter from the swarm and dash
A flag upon a mast
Selflessness is that outcast