Dirge of the Sea
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Crashing waves pay elegy
The rocks keeping ryme
Darkness dances in with the mist
Stars a mute witness to this sublime
Ghosts serenade across the wood
Aching timbers groan out a song
Tattered ribbons of a sail ripped past
Wind whispering names foregone
Lovers lay awake on a bed never made
Hushed regrets of promises unkept
A distracting crescendo cracks on the rocks
Sins hidden for a lifetime now confessed
Sad seagulls sing out a dirge
Casting shadows in this curtain call
Leaning from the bannisters angels
Keep in kind as the rain begins to fall
© 2011 Chad Taylor
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I love the last two stanzas! The imagery created is dark and shadowy, like the secrets that the loved ones kept from one another. Amazing enough my wife and I are fighting today, and this poem seems to linger in my mind as if weighed down by my own emotional anchors.
@ jhamann Unfettered sail!
You create a mood and paint a shadowy picture.
You created a great descriptive picture where one is there with you. Great poem!
Frank Atanacio Level 8 Commenter 6 months ago
This was Poe-Brilliant! I loved it