duality of vision

i see the ship manoeuvre around the rocks
the waterspout appears not far from shore
to note these things shakes one to the core
the image must pass by some mental blocks
southward i imagine grey ships in the docks
wind whips around me and i guess the score
not from the signals but with head so sore
as dreadful wardens must unseal the locks
each of the memories is worth some thought
and now the wind is waving every leaf
far from the sea while the sun seems so soft
in this its proper season we do what we ought
each in our own way to combat the grief
and wonder at the clouds moving aloft

and then this moment

on horseback they came down the hill
on this bright day there was no sound
the beast's controlled by act of will

no thought about the charge or bill
the hooves beat on the drying ground
on horseback they came down the hill

though fast we would not see a spill
the rills were leapt in a single bound
the beast's controlled by act of will

all work would cease in mine or mill
silent would be the watchful hound
on horseback they came down the hill

though sunny all could feel the chill
that struck us as those men rode round
the beast's controlled by act of will

they did not come to save nor kill
nor yet to let anyone out of pound
on horseback they came down the hill
the beast's controlled by act of will