Stephen Kingsnorth: Aliens

Amongst the colour-coded sheep
on lozenges, chartreuse,
green shield sheet-stamped above the combe
we saw the painted board.
Dinosaur Park was laughable,
until above our heads
the road-side placard fell in shade,
invasion underway.

They circled there, vast curving spans,
a frenzy from the sky,
like vultures plotting ground-bound prey,
alien force from space.
We lay like carcass carrion
on gold beach landing zone
as pterodactyl wings slumped to
hang-gliders' gathered gear.